“Miss Blythe, we shouldn’t…”
His voice trailed off as he saw me unbuttoning my blouse, revealing my large tits cupped in a lacy, black bra. I gripped her black hair, and shuddered as I came on her face; peeing in her mouth had been so erotic; I was primed to go off at her first touch. Ok XXX “Gods yes!” I moaned. As I spoke to my first period class, I perched on the edge of my desk. I swayed my ass as I walked up the stairs, feeling all the boys’ eyes on my rear as it writhed beneath my skirt. “Your pussy just feels more better with every thrust!”
“Just better, Kev!” I panted, unable to shut off my teaching instincts despite the pleasure flooding my brain.
