”Dean tries to defend himself, “You did kind of deserve it. You snore in every class. I try so hard for my grades. You don’t even try, and you g...t the material. All you would have to do is hand in your homework, and you would get straight A’s, but you don’t even do that.”“Do you think you would have fun if they stuck you in grade one, and you had to go through all that schooling again even though you’ve passed it already, and there is nothing for you to learn there? I don’t want to be here. ” My daughter gingerly circled her pussy around my outstretched tongue, being careful not to let me touch her electrified clit. “Your tongue feels so good down there.”I let her stimulate herself as she pleased. She moved so the tip of my tongue played around the wetness of her opening. After a few rotations she shifted slightly so that my tongue was brushing against the area just south of her pussy. I suspected I knew where this was going, but I waited to make sure my suspicions were. This scene had my cock turn harder & harder. I took a little more courage to enter the room. She dint realize that I was in the room till I went & stood before her. She was shocked and tried to cover herself with the pillow. I was staring at her for some time as her face turned red with fear. She pleaded me not to tell anyone abt it and I agreed. But I asked her why she was chanting my name?. then she said that she liked me very much and wanted me very badly. I sat beside her & told that told. When finally the last bell rang, Alice gave a particularly long homework assignment which was greeted by groans from her students. Ignoring the groans, the pretty twenty-three year old bid the boys good-day and began to leaf through a poetry book that was usually on her desk. The title swam before her eyes, Love Poems of William Shakespeare. The title was decidedly embarrassing, Miss Appleton decided once and for all as she waited for the classroom to empty. But there had been something special.