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Horny in wrong places
Horny in the wrong places:
Sitting in a class, taking notes, but can't really function or stay focus. I want some sex and a female warm mouth on my penis. Looking at the female teacher while she write on the board, looking at her body saying to myself "how much I want her to be my playmate". I never was in the situation where teachers have sex with students, it was more like "YOU a good student, but you get no chance with me". Teachers having sex with students turns out bad when the students don't know how to keep things to them selves.
In the library, thinking about how can I pleasure myself without using my hands. Supposed to doing work on the computer, but the thoughts of sex running through my head. The librarian looking sexy with a long dress had me imagine fucking her when the place closes or in between the shelves where the books at, pulling her hair so I can make it worth her wild. Baby try me, I don't kiss and tell to get in with people who didn't love me at first. Baby lets get it
Sitting in a class, taking notes, but can't really function or stay focus. I want some sex and a female warm mouth on my penis. Looking at the female teacher while she write on the board, looking at her body saying to myself "how much I want her to be my playmate". I never was in the situation where teachers have sex with students, it was more like "YOU a good student, but you get no chance with me". Teachers having sex with students turns out bad when the students don't know how to keep things to them selves.
In the library, thinking about how can I pleasure myself without using my hands. Supposed to doing work on the computer, but the thoughts of sex running through my head. The librarian looking sexy with a long dress had me imagine fucking her when the place closes or in between the shelves where the books at, pulling her hair so I can make it worth her wild. Baby try me, I don't kiss and tell to get in with people who didn't love me at first. Baby lets get it
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