She responded and started to kiss me back. whilst doing this i rubbed in between her legs with my right hand as the other was on her face. she then st...rted to grab my dick from the outside, trying to grab hold of it. she started to unzip my belt and grabbed my dick which was rock hard from my boxers. as soon as she grabbed it, she breathed more heavily and said, 'ooo, big boy huh?' and i smiled, and said, 'wait till you actully see it'we carried on kissing and she played with ma dick from the. I didn’t know what to do, but I didn’t want him to give her his disease. I didn’t know what he had, but the boy was awful worried about it. I jumped on his back hitting and yelling at him and tried to pull him off but he was to strong and was only thinking about young pussy. I picked up his gun and hit him in the head to get his attention. “Leave her alone or I will shoot you, you fucker.” As he grimaced in his pain and looked at me, he got up and started cussing at me. He started towards me. I had some great friends and everything was great. My grades also were good. But the best thing in my high school life wasn't any of those. It was my Math teacher, Mrs. Emily Anderson. She was my Math teacher for the last 2 years in high school and was the secret crush of every boy in my class. She looked around 25 years old, but she had to be older than that. She was married to a dickhead of a husband (according to me and my friends) with bald head and a big belly. Her body was a body you can. " Oh, I don't mind at all. I used to take singing lessons myself. Whatsongs are you doing?" I showed her the sheet music and Natalie noddedapprovingly. "These aren't easy; good for you!" Then she looked aroundmy room, and said, "Where's your mirror?" In the bathroom... oh, you mean like a full-length mirror? Yeah, myteacher told me I should get one for practicing." Yes, you should! It's the only way to see yourself as the audience does- you know, facial expressions, posture, all that stuff.".