No, perhaps I'll start on another. I'm quite pretty, slender girl of 18. I just love sex, in all its manifestations. We put in the bed mass of experim...nts, but here's my guy once said that I was stare at girls. No, I'm not a lesbian, Slavik me completely satisfied, but madly wanted to try sex with a girl. I wanted to play the role of a guy wanted to fuck her, to hear her moans, feel what a man feels when bring a woman to orgasm, she wanted to caress her tongue, playing with the nipples, biting. Why was Mr. Sullivan being so hard on me? One thing was for certain, I was not looking forward to staying after school with him. *********** After the last bell rang for the school day, I took my time walking from my locker to Mr. Sullivans classroom. My stomach was in knots and I was kind of shaky as I turned the doorknob and entered the room. Mr. Sullivan was sitting at his desk. I was hoping that another student would have gotten detention that day too, but Im not that lucky. He looked up at. “You mean like when I’m old and grey? I’m not scared of getting sick. I live now.”A strange smile appears on his face. “No not later.” He says “Tonight.” I still haven’t got a clue what he means by saying that. But I guess sometimes it’s better to don’t know everything. I like him very much and I don’t want to offend him. So I accept the water he offers me with a smile.“I’ll be outside for a few seconds, okay?” He asks me. “I’ll be right back, so don’t go away.” He gives me a hug and walks. As I sat in the chair she took the hint and got on her knees in front of me. She grabbed my cock in one hand and before she could go down on me, I grabbed her hair pulling her head back so she was looking at me and said, "I don't fuck hairy pussies." Then I gave her a soft slap on the face before guiding her mouth to my cock. As I was starting to cum, I pushed her to one side, stood up and shot my load in her hair.When I was done, I told her to get into the bed room. I had her sit on the edge.