I put my other hand on her right tit and started to caress them.She pulled her body closer into mine, her hips swaying from side to side, pressing dow... onto my growing cock.She turned the sign on the door to “closed”, locked the door and led me back into the store room.I kissed her lips while still stroking her massive breasts.She was pulled down her shoulder straps exposing her lacy black bra.I crouched down and started kissing the top of her tits.She slide my hands over her arse and I gave it. "You really think I'm pretty?" Of course. You look great." Don't you think I'm too tall?" No. You're the perfect height for me."I kissed Michelle as we danced. I parted my lips and slid my tongue along her lips. She opened her lips slightly. I pushed my tongue gently into Michelle's mouth as we swayed back and forth. We kept kissing.Next thing I felt was a tapping on my shoulder. "Ahem. Mr. Henry, Miss Hoover. This is a G rated dance. You two need to cool it." It was Mr. Pearson, my ninth grade. The tiny sleeves hanging on her shoulders revealed some fair smooth skin from shoulders to collarbones, and some chest, halting right where the cleavage starts. The long slit on the right thigh made it sultry looking; matching red high heels shoes would finish the touch. No stockings, she liked her legs natural. She would love to picture how your face would look seeing her dressed like the sexiest female Santa on earth! Grinning to herself, she put on a light makeup on her cheeks and eyes, a. I of course kept a straight face and told her: “Sure, even I never had sex before so I want to be careful”. I immediately came back home and jerked off to her.I immediately started plotting on how to seduce her and whether I should blackmail her or use a “Date Rape Drug”. But after jerking off and after the liquor waned off I immediately put off those ideas, as they are despicable.Anyway next day I got a phone call from her saying that one of her friends party is going on and wondered whether I.