The best I had ever been able to achieve was finger fucking her up there and she’d always stopped me progressing further. She said it hurt too much,...but I happened to believe it was more of a hang up from her childhood or something. She was such a sexual being it seemed surprising she hated the idea of anal.Anyway, I told the guys that if they wanted to break her in, it would have to be rape. I had been fantasizing for some time of a particular scenario where her arse cherry was taken, so I. It was a mistake and you know it. You prick, you can’t just walk in here and expect a fuck a day! Fuck you! You didn’t even know my name before you’d planned it out.” I could feel my cheeks blush red. His hand rested on my waist for a second, then he removed it to fix is hair. “Oh, you loved it,” was his reply as he walked away. “Maybe I’ll stop by in the morning…?” He was gone before I could protest. I pushed through the day, as long and agonising as it was. I kept thinking of his face. But eventually, I had to get up and relieve myself, so, very carefully, I lay her down, out of my arms, onto her back and left my bed to her rest. As I stood to go into the bathroom, I looked back at her body and almost fell to the floor. Her long slim legs were slightly spread, with one knee bent. Her right arm was flayed out above her head. Her other hand was resting on her tummy. She looked so content and happy. She looked so unbelievably sexy; I almost went back to bed to fondle her. .." he mused. Ms James looked far too distracted to answer, so I chimed in again."Evidence of a greater trend based on one person's experiences." Thank you, Dean," Lee said, and briefly made eye-contact with. I recoiled at the intensity of it, and when he turned back to Ms James, it took me a few seconds to recover. I distracted myself by staring at my teacher's exposed breasts."Ms James - you claim that you have a boyfriend. But the anecdotal fallacy requires more than just one person to have.