Peterson again asked me to stop by after class. He’d have me sit in this little chair close by his desk so he could look down my blouse. xxx It can get busy this time of day.”
He returned to his desk chair and smiled. He says something about having a taco. I had a fantasy about it when I got home. I didn’t mind. I guess boobs are teacher’s thing. He slipped his hard cock into me as my brother watched. I was weak at the knees. I knelt there wide-eyed, with my tits out, jeans pulled down to my thighs, drenched thong barely hiding my slit, and with cum dripping from my lips and face. This, of course, is when his mother walked in.
