It was like a pink slug looking at her...she looked back...it twitched. She looked up and the full realisation of the position dawned on her.She was s...tting at the feet of a stranger with her legs apart and the wet crotch of her pants on display. He had his cock in his hand and she could see that the situation had dawned on him too because although he had threatened to piss on her he had seen her wet pants and his cock was making it impossible for him to piss by growing and hardening in his. Yo no le contesté y literalmente me escapé del club de fútbol. Casi no pude dormir esa noche. No podía sacarme de la cabeza la imagen de su pene. Dios mío que fijación. Nunca me había ocurrido esto. Al otro día fui a trabajar, llegue temprano. El llegó una hora mas tarde que yo. Estaban redecorando su oficina, con lo cual tuvo que correr su escritorio fuera de la misma. Estaba en la sala en la que trabajábamos todos. Me estaba mirando todo el tiempo, yo de tanto en tanto dirigía la mirada donde. I went near her and wanted to touch her boobs but I was really afraid. The next day while she was sweeping the floor I again saw her boobs. They were dancing. That night when she was going to sleep, she closed the door of my room and when I asked her why she closed the door, she told me that some bad smells were coming from the refrigerator although I didn’t feel any smell.Suddenly she removed her saree and laid on the floor to sleep. She was only with blouse and petticoat. I couldn’t believe. Dark but not too dark. She had black hair with blonde highlights and sparkling brown eyes. She was that teacher every guy wanted to fuck like crazy. I was no exception. Every time i studying those long firm legs and that tight ass i wanted to tie her up and just fuck her passionately. She was not just hot she was by far the coolest teacher i had ever known. She always made jokes about people that cracked everyone up. Plus she didnt make us run everyday. She gave us a free day at least three.