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Yes Miss. Sex a school year to remember
Yes Miss. Sex a school year to remember
Last year in my school, my learning years were all but through, there was a certain teacher, who taught me something quite brand new
She asked me to stay after school, she really begged me for some help, she pinged me with a ruler on my arse, I gave out a sudden yelp
To my surprise she stroked my bum, my cock just turned to wood,with both hands I tried to hide my embarrassment, like a good boy should
She see my face going red, the she saw my stiffened cock, she locked the door of our class, it was only Four o'clock
She bent down in front of me, my trousers hit the floor, I wasnt sure to stay or run, like a Penguin out the door
But then she had my cock in hand, she looked at me to smile, i looked down into her glassed rimmed eyes, I was shaking all the while
Then she put me in her mouth, I felt her moist red lips, she guided me into her back and forth, holding on my hips
I must confess in moments, my control was nearly gone, stuff just flew out of me, I hope I ain't done wrong
I heard my teacher swallow, it was the first blow job of my life, until this day the still the best blow job, but I'd never tell the wife
We fucked every chance we got, I even stayed at her place, she taught me all I needed, I loved her on my face
I never learnt much drama, but I can fuck now with the best, I never got any homework done but i always past the test
Ron
Last year in my school, my learning years were all but through, there was a certain teacher, who taught me something quite brand new
She asked me to stay after school, she really begged me for some help, she pinged me with a ruler on my arse, I gave out a sudden yelp
To my surprise she stroked my bum, my cock just turned to wood,with both hands I tried to hide my embarrassment, like a good boy should
She see my face going red, the she saw my stiffened cock, she locked the door of our class, it was only Four o'clock
She bent down in front of me, my trousers hit the floor, I wasnt sure to stay or run, like a Penguin out the door
But then she had my cock in hand, she looked at me to smile, i looked down into her glassed rimmed eyes, I was shaking all the while
Then she put me in her mouth, I felt her moist red lips, she guided me into her back and forth, holding on my hips
I must confess in moments, my control was nearly gone, stuff just flew out of me, I hope I ain't done wrong
I heard my teacher swallow, it was the first blow job of my life, until this day the still the best blow job, but I'd never tell the wife
We fucked every chance we got, I even stayed at her place, she taught me all I needed, I loved her on my face
I never learnt much drama, but I can fuck now with the best, I never got any homework done but i always past the test
Ron
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