I was a bit surprised and shocked too.I expected her to be a novice village girl at 19 age and here she was giving me a perfect handjob to my junior. ...e both were keeping track of time. You have to in such a situation. I mean it was a thrill in itself which cant be explained. She was now ready for the next level.Without warning, she took my entire length inside her hot mouth which I was sucking like a few moments ago. She was sucking like a vacuum cleaner with a moist hot end. I guarantee you. I had never dated. I had never held a girl so closely. Cindy no longer seemed like my teacher. The age difference disappeared, too. She was a girl who liked me. Me! My head was on her shoulder, buried in her hair. I moved it exposing her neck. I had to kiss it. I kissed her earlobe and down her neck. She turned and looked at me. Our faces inches apart.“I will be your boyfriend,” I whispered ever so lightly, barely audible.She whispered back, “I think I would like that.”Her lips came to mine and. .I'm sure they all thought it was their birthdays come early. The guys were struggling by the end of the break with the leg and panty show they had been so enjoying, but now it was time to go back to the classrooms. The minx in me decided to make matters worse for them by standing up and walking to the sink to wash the cups. I'd learned in my mid-teen years how to over-emphasise wiggling my ass when I walk.The staff room started to empty. The last guy out was Mike. Elsie sat firm in her chair.. I was at LAX carry-on in hand. I walked into the lobby and immediately saw Mr. Brown. He had this natural glow about himself. "Mr. Brown" I yelled. "Mrs. Riley, Kayla is at the port. Let's go!"We walked to port. We boarded and flew first class. The trip to New York from L.A. was 8 hours so when we landed it was sunset. The pilot announced the plane was landing. We gathered our carry-on and scurried off."How about you guys go to the hotel and freshen up, I'll see you in the morning." Mr. Brown.