I don't really want to write in this diary, I mean, diaries are not even my style. I'm just writing this to fill some space... I wonder how in the wor...d Mrs. Katherine got that idea, it's not like we're in kindergarden anymore. In case I ever read this in the future, let me remind myself that Mrs. Katherine is the absolutely WORST english teacher I've ever had.The first day it was really exciting, getting a teacher that hot, she's more of a model than a teacher. She's just a bit smaller than. You look different today."Mary blushed deeply and remained silent."You remember my brother don't you Mrs. C.? You gave him a D on his term paper and he was ineligible to play football for two games."It came back to here immediately. Mike had done a terrible job on that paper and she had been forced to give him a low grade. He had asked her to please give him a C and let him do makeup work but she refused. Even the coach had asked her to make some allowances but she held fast and he was not. By this she became nervous and requested him to stop pulling her pubes as she is getting pain but still he continued pulling .She could sit and hold his thickly lubricated penis and started sucking but still he was pulling her pubes more aggressively.Then she also hold his glans in her teeth and started biting as if to detach it from the shaft .Then the man started palpating her and told he will obey her orders and ready to insert his rod and told he is trying his level best to satisfy her sex. I gasped as I grabbed his arms to steady myself, feeling the large muscles in his biceps and forearms. While holding me with one arm, he reached out and pulled my shirt off the branch. Righting myself and jerking myself out of his grip, I grabbed my shirt and held it up to cover myself and took a couple of shaky steps back. “I’m sorry if I scared you,” he said as he also took a step back. “I was out doing a trail check and heard some noise. When I came through the brush, I saw you but heard.