“Um... of course… well not like, you know… in real life,” he sheepishly said.“It’s okay, you can look at me,” his teacher said. She was...inches from him now, not attempting to cover herself up anymore.He couldn’t believe it. Ms. Centeno was right in front of him, completely naked. She was perfect. Her body was so sexy, with water still dripping down from her wet hair. She was even hotter than the women in the Playboy magazines he found in his dad’s garage. They always looked soft, like their. Your fingers were soaked with your wetness, as you watched him. He seemed to hover in midair, coming closer. Suddenly the head of the green shaft was at your lips. A drop of white liquid glistened at the tip. "Open your lips, lovely. Take it," he commanded. You obeyed. You could do nothing but obey this beautiful voice. It felt snug in your mouth. You felt it's warmth on your tongue, along with a sweet flavor. You could not get enough of it. Your head moved up and down its precious,. "Yes! Please take me and train me to be a better slut! Please use me like no one has ever before. Please teach me. Please!" She yelled. The only ones left were her, the two fluffers, me and a cameraman/sound guy who needed a lift back to my neighbourhood. He looked startled. I laughed and said "Ok but let's start with you obeying me right now! Jack him to orgasm with your tongue in that kids ass." "Now Slut!" I barked She grinned at me and knelt down and crawled across her discarded robe as. Juan’s dick was not little, it was erect and Allan had been querying if her charms were working. Allan received the text back, his own cock hardening at the thought of this foreigner getting aroused by his wife. Allan watched from a safe distance, the music from the disco drowning out normal conversation unless you were very close to the people you were talking to. Allan wished he had taken a lip-reading course at some point. He was aching to know what was happening. He glanced at his own.