. you're a girl?"William gestured him down so that he could whisper in his ear- "I havegirl parts from my head to my toes," William said, then turned ...nd leftTerry standing there trying to figure it out.*Mister Puja was in the middle of handing out frogs from the cooler whenhe saw William standing at his desk."New student?" he asked William, "just find a book in the cabinetthere," he pointed."Have one," William said, "I just need a moment."Mister Puja was a forty something year old, dark haired. It stretched, tightly moulding his balls into a firm package. His rigid erection strained upwards, seeking escape from under the elastic waistband. He looked good in the mirror, very good he thought. A nearly black spot formed as he leaked precum.She moved to the dressing table and picked up a dark red lipstick and began colouring her nipples and their surrounds. She’d never done it before and it seemed deliciously wicked. It felt deliciously sexy too as her nipples were pulled this way and. He was thinking on why he made the offer in the first place. She was an attractive lady which is probably why he did it on an impulse.“You seem like a nice guy so I will accept your offer.”Saying he will see her Monday he closed the door and wondered what he was getting himself into. That she would accept his offer was another thing he thought about. After a short time his thought changed to what he hoped he would be getting into. She had a very nice body from what he could see and in her own. "Um, how about here?" she whispered seductively. "Can you massage me here?" "S-Sure," I stammered as my fingers now lingered all around her soft flesh and I had to fight the urge to just reach down and grab her tits with both hands. "Mm...god I love a good massage." she purred as she pulled her long hair to one side and titled her head. "It really gets the blood pumping, you know what I mean?" Truer words had never been spoken, as I actually felt my cock twitch with excitement inside my pants.