Dream or Reality?
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Is this Dream or reality?
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I could hardly sleep that night. I kept thinking of the moment when I was pulling the cord under the raincoat to grab between Mrs. Sharma’s heavy breasts and how I felt her nipples, which had straightened up immediately. I tried to imagine what they would look like after pulling the top of the dress down over her shoulders. What excited me most was the idea that her arms would then be pressed against her body so that she couldn’t get out of it without help. She would then ask me to free her from this situation, then her voice would resume the tone of the teacher and command me with a strong tone to help her out of her dress immediately. But since I don’t make any moves after initial hesitation, It doesn’t take long for her to drop to her knees before she begins to beg her to be released. We are in her teacher’s room, which she shares with one of our older teachers. She wants to prevent him from finding us in such a situation. It is already afternoon and most of the students and teachers have gone home, but you never know …
Incidentally, it seemed to excite her quite a bit, this situation, for which she was largely to blame herself. She had given me heavy punishment in the morning after forgetting my homework. After that, we had a little talk about her figure in the last bank. That day she was wearing a knee-length orange summer dress with a tie on the front. She looked really hot in these clothes, especially since she also had her wooden mules on her feet, which caused an insane clatter on the linoleum floor of the classroom. I couldn’t follow the lessons at the beginning of the lesson, because even when she was sitting (her desk was open to us) I always played and thought about her shoes. In the last row we got into a fight whether you or the gymnastics teacher, who would always walk around in a short mini skirt, would be the most beautiful teacher at school. Of course, it was a lot of fun, and so it happened that Ms. Sharma suddenly appeared next to me and asked me what the whole bunch was supposed to do? Well, I could hardly explain what it was all about. So I was silent. Then come this afternoon at 5 p.m. and tell me what it was about if you can’t think of it now! She said. and tell me what it was about if you can’t think of it now! She said. and tell me what it was about if you can’t think of it now! She said.
So it happened that at 5 pm I showed up very annoyed (we wanted to play football) in front of her teachers’ room. I had already come up with a story that I wanted to tell her about the unrest. But of course, it turned out differently. She called me in and asked me straight out what we were talking about? I realized that she had heard something, but hadn’t heard everything. I blushed and quickly tried to come up with an alternative story. But she never let that happen. Go tell! She plumed at me. Then I got angry and shouted: You are the most beautiful teacher at school! That’s what it was about! Her expression changed quickly. She was visibly embarrassed and flabbergasted. But I thought … she started a sentence and suddenly smiled. Do you think that? She asked, and came very close to me. I was still angry so I didn’t immediately see what was going on. Yes, I just replied. And what do you find so great about me? The next question came. You cornered me! Come on tell me! I couldn’t help it anymore, so I stammered: The tits! Oh, that’s not a nice word! You can do that better! They seemed to scoff at me. If you find another three words for her (then she hesitated reluctantly) you may even be able to see her! I could hardly believe my ears, what had she just said? OK. Now keep a cool head … breasts, breasts and … boobs. It came out of the gun. so I didn’t immediately see what was going on. Yes, I just replied. And what do you find so great about me? The next question came. You cornered me! Come on tell me! I couldn’t help it anymore, so I stammered: The tits!
Oh, that’s not a nice word! You can do that better! They seemed to scoff at me. If you find another three words for her (then she hesitated reluctantly) you may even be able to see her! I could hardly believe my ears, what had she just said? OK. Now keep a cool head … breasts, breasts and … boobs. It came out of the gun. so I didn’t immediately see what was going on. Yes, I just replied. And what do you find so great about me? The next question came. You cornered me! Come on tell me! I couldn’t help it anymore, so I stammered: The tits! Oh, that’s not a nice word! You can do that better! They seemed to scoff at me. If you find another three words for her (then she hesitated reluctantly) you may even be able to see her! I could hardly believe my ears, what had she just said? OK. Now keep a cool head … breasts, breasts and … boobs. It came out of the gun. but that’s not a nice word! You can do that better! They seemed to scoff at me. If you find another three words for her (then she hesitated reluctantly) you may even be able to see her! I could hardly believe my ears, what had she just said? OK. Now keep a cool head … breasts, breasts and … boobs. It came out of the gun. but that’s not a nice word! You can do that better! They seemed to scoff at me. If you find another three words for her (then she hesitated reluctantly) you may even be able to see her! I could hardly believe my ears, what had she just said?
OK. Now keep a cool head … breasts, breasts and … boobs. It came out of the gun.
She swallowed hard. She probably hadn’t expected to get an answer so quickly. She tried to turn it over again: Can you do that in English too? Sure I answered. Chest, Boobs Tits, and Brest. Now she couldn’t save herself. I saw her getting embarrassed and started tugging on the cord that tied her dress in the front. Now I acted! I quickly went up to her, grabbed the dress by the sleeves, and pulled it down over her shoulders. Arrived under her tits, I pulled the string taut again. It happened so quickly that she was completely surprised. Now it came to the scene previously described, which culminated in her kneeling in front of me and asking me to untie her again.
First I have to find out if you are the most beautiful teacher at school, I returned! I first looked at her nice tits. She had huge things, but she wasn’t wearing a bra. Which amazed me a lot. I noticed that her nipples seemed very red and stood out unusually. The situation seemed to please her a little. I helped her up and asked her to sit in her chair at her desk. She had calmed down in between and did what I asked of her. I approached her from behind and started massaging her shoulders. She seemed to know what was coming and let out a gasp. I slowly worked my way down to her breasts but did not touch her nipples. I caressed her for a while, always
After a while of kneading and caressing, suddenly a loud moan escaped her that unmistakably announced her lust. Please, she said Please finally touch me! I pretended not to know what it was about and asked Where? She hesitated a little and finally replied Please stroke my nipples! She could only breathe the last word. Tell me to massage your tits properly! I asked. She seemed to think for a moment but then said: Please, fiddle with my tits properly. Lick my nipples! You’re welcome! I get goosebumps! She asked me in a trembling voice. That worked. I leaned over her shoulder and gently let my tongue circle around her nipple, which now seemed rock hard compared to the softness of your breasts around it. She winced at the touch and gasped. Yes, go on! Kiss Me! Bite me! I did what she said and sucked as much of her huge bag into my mouth as I could. Then I bit her slightly in the nipple. Oh yes, keep it up, now the other one, he’s already very jealous! So I went on with the other, being very careful again, which seemed to excite her even more. Then she suddenly twitched as if she had received an electric shock. Several aftershocks shook her, causing her breasts to be pressed into my face like an airbag, and the next second was two centimeters away from me. This bosom mouth fuck was so hot that she came! It is simply amazing! Then I bit her slightly in the nipple. Oh yes, keep it up, now the other one, he’s already very jealous! So I went on with the other, being very careful again, which seemed to excite her even more. Then she suddenly twitched as if she had received an electric shock. Several aftershocks shook her, causing her breasts to be pressed into my face like an airbag, and the next second was two centimeters away from me. This bosom mouth fuck was so hot that she came! It is simply amazing! Then I bit her slightly in the nipple. Oh yes, keep it up, now the other one, he’s already very jealous! So I went on with the other, being very careful again, which seemed to excite her even more. Then she suddenly twitched as if she had received an electric shock. Several aftershocks shook her, causing her breasts to be pressed into my face like an airbag, and the next second was two centimeters away from me. This bosom mouth fuck was so hot that she came! It is simply amazing! Several aftershocks shook her, causing her breasts to be pressed into my face like an airbag, and the next second was two centimeters away from me. This bosom mouth fuck was so hot that she came! It is simply amazing! Several aftershocks shook her, causing her breasts to be pressed into my face like an airbag, and the next second was two centimeters away from me. This bosom mouth fuck was so hot that she came! It is simply amazing!
After a while, her orgasm had subsided somewhat, I told her to get up again. Slowly, with trembling legs, she followed my request. She looked at me a little confused as if she was dreaming. What do you want from me now? She breathed softly. I want to see if you’re wet too, you teacher cunt! I replied, leaning her over the front desk with a nudge. So now she stood, stretched out my butt, and waited for what I would do to her ass. She looked so awesome from behind! Her legs spread slightly in her mules standing on tiptoes with her breasts lying on the table and her hands stretched back.
She had no stockings on. So I could touch her bare skin when I let my right hand slide up the inside of her left leg. Shortly before her pleasure center I let my hand rest and started massaging it lightly with my fingernails. I felt the heat emanating from her pussy and the moisture that was slowly running down between her legs. Yes, I could even smell them now! Help me, I commanded, as I gathered up her dress and put it in her tight-fitting hands so that she now straddled me with her white panties, which had a much darker stain in the middle. My excitement rose immeasurably as I stood behind her. Too bad I didn’t have my digital camera there …
Of course, I had to take the last step! I took off her panties. It wasn’t that easy, because she couldn’t support herself with her hands! It almost tipped once and I got hold of it by the bottom. That feels good! She said and I thought it at the same time. When I bent down to completely remove the panties, I couldn’t help it, I had to lick her pussy with my tongue! Ah, I’ll be right back, she called breathing heavily. I had never done that before. So I continued.
Come on you teacher cunt, I said during a short break, which gave me a real torrent of love juice. Now fuck me, you Rammler, hopefully, you will do it just as well as anything else! Bring them out with a deep guttural tone. That’s it. I didn’t even take the time to pull my pants down, I just opened the pants store and my bolt jumped out. My underpants were hardly in the way!
Immediately I entered the moist hole that was presented to me with all its splendor. Restraint was out of the question at that moment. I sprayed within a minute. We came almost simultaneously! But I stayed stiff and pounded on and on. Every thrust was rewarded with a moan of pleasure. and pounded on and on. Every thrust was rewarded with a moan of pleasure. and pounded on and on. Every thrust was rewarded with a moan of pleasure.
Suddenly her legs folded away. Now she was lying on her desk with her upper body and no longer made a sound. She had passed out! That was when I came back and spread my cream in her hole. When I pulled it out, I saw my juice mixed with hers slowly running down her legs. However, I was now worried about her. Fortunately, she woke up after I slapped her on the face several times.
Now I unscrewed her again and put her on her desk chair. Unfortunately, I had to go now because my alarm clock rang … The End.
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