The whole time she undid my pants, she would stare up at me with her soft doe like eyes and plant tiny kisses on my belly. Now that my pants were undo...e, she slowly slid them down and as she did, my cock popped out of the slit in my boxers, hitting her right in the face. She giggled and said, “Someone came out to play.” I grabbed the back of her head and guided her face to my crotch. Her tongue came snaking out of her mouth and sexily licked its way up and down my bouncing shaft. Her hands. And she was very white – as was the thick, hard cock inside her – and young and beautiful. And she was spreading her luscious, young labia, eyes fixed on the camera; the photographer.There was an instant tingle between my legs.My senses were seemingly overwhelmed by what I was seeing – the thick cock, shameless, explicit, beautiful fucking. Another word with which I was about to become increasingly familiar. FUCKING. And this was it! Right before my mesmerised and outrageously innocent eyes.. That wasn’t so scary.“Take your clothes off,” he said.Her tension shot up. “All of them?” she asked.“Yes,” he said.“But...”“Take your clothes off,” he said firmly.She dithered for a few seconds, and then gripped the bottom of the shirt, starting to pull it up.“Are you just going to stand there and watch?” she asked.“Oh yes,” he said, smiling. “I’ve been wanting to see this since I met you.”She felt heat rush into her chest. Men just didn’t talk like this. She knew men wanted to see her naked,. My friends were congratulating me when Rekha mam (my friend Sanju’s mom) came to class and asked for me. I was a bit worried as my dress was still having semen remnants. She asked me to follow her and took me to staff room, which was deserted. She asked me to get inside her cabin with herShe sat on her chair. Then with a grave look at me, she askedRekha: What is this on your pants?I stood rooted to the spot without an answer.Rekha: What were you doing in class, young manI couldn’t give an.