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Dreams
It was friday the "dooms" day,
the entire school was to me as usual grey,
in came the teacher Ami Bay,
and in my dreams she started to play.
Her dress was short and lips pout,
Thirsty i was for her lovely breasts in my mouth,
wanted to unhook her bra which was a perfect fit,
a part of her breast peeped out of white arm pits.
As she moved i felt the friction of her tits,
as they rubbed against the tip of her bra,
I wanted to free her of all her load,
The pure milk in her chest screamed to unload.
She looked at me and frowned and said,
" You naughty boy you need to be laid"
I smiled as the world around melted and passed,
I woke up to find the teacher have left and class has passed.
------------------ lovethristy
the entire school was to me as usual grey,
in came the teacher Ami Bay,
and in my dreams she started to play.
Her dress was short and lips pout,
Thirsty i was for her lovely breasts in my mouth,
wanted to unhook her bra which was a perfect fit,
a part of her breast peeped out of white arm pits.
As she moved i felt the friction of her tits,
as they rubbed against the tip of her bra,
I wanted to free her of all her load,
The pure milk in her chest screamed to unload.
She looked at me and frowned and said,
" You naughty boy you need to be laid"
I smiled as the world around melted and passed,
I woke up to find the teacher have left and class has passed.
------------------ lovethristy
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