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I am desperate to Fuck you.”She didn’t say anything for a while. We finished our dinner in near silence. I had struck out. I felt awkward and embarrassed. We got into my limo and my driver started to take her home when she whispered... “You can’t very well Fuck me at my house,” as her hand rubbed my thigh.I tried to be calm as I instructed the driver to take us to my building instead.She laughed a husky sound and leaned in against me.“Properly shocked you, didn’t I,” she said with her lips. (meanwhile I took my phone and made some order)Me: it will take some time, is it okAnu: k, come hereI went to her she pushed me onto the bed and planted a her lips over mine, those huge melons where hardly crushing my chest her erotic nipples was poking my chest, her hand was just curling my head and holding it with a pleasure. I was completely down on bed so I told hold her head and responded to her act without disturbing her melons and ass. Our tongue was fighting like anything inside the. "Hey, I didn't finish my homework, can i borrow?" She asked, getting a peice of paper that labeled science, as if she knew I was gonna let her borrow my homework and glanced at my bag. "Sure." I said and handed her the notebook and she grinned, mouthing thank you. I got bumped forward a bit and I looekd over my shoulder, landing my palms on the table. I stared up at Mr. Thompson, the hottest science teacher in words history. He always had his dark brown hair ruffled up a bit, unbuttoned shirt. I had waited three years for this moment, to be able to full fill my deepest desire. The world had gotten in the way and drove us apart. He was mine and away from the world. As I slipped into the room, the smell of food reached my nose. He was sitting in one of my chairs, eating some type of red meat with enjoyment and he grinned as I entered. I walked over to him slowly and bent my lips down. His fingers brushed my lip as he placed a piece of food in my mouth. I licked his finger playfully and.
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