I was last to leave the locker room. I put my I-Pods' earphones on and played a quick Dubstep song to get my mind off of tutorials. I finally reached ...he room and when I walked in nobody was there I put my binder and book on the desk. I was playing Angry Birds when she finally walked in. I took out my earphones and put my I-Pod in my backpack. My god she was perfect she wore red but designed converse, with tight jeans that folded up a couple inches from her heel. She wore a black with white. [I Want You]. I want to kiss you. I want to make out with you. I want to lick your face. I want to smear my body against you. I want to sleep with you naked. I want to want to hang my breasts just in front of your face till you come up to suck them. I want to wrap myself around you like a stripper around a pole. I want to take your dick, kiss it all around and take it inside my mouth. I want to have sex with you. I want to wake up in the morning and see you in the bed with me, kiss you good. In and out. In and out. Repeat, for several long minutes. Her body fought against it, desire pushing to leap up and score her claws across that hated tree’s trunk. So, she closed her eyes and pulled her attention inward. S/he’d learned how to find the parts of her where power lies. Power? Oh, there it is! But when she reached for it, nothing happened. There was no heady flow as it responded to her mental commands.That was making her angry all over again. With effort, she wrenched her mind back. I found myself busting for the loo and walked into the bathroom to see mum laying there. Well, I had such a hard-on as I saw her but I was also busting to pee. She watched me as I lifted the seat and got my cock out to pee and it was as stiff as ever. I felt both embarassed and excited.Once I had finally managed to pee, I went over to wash my hands and I could see mum clearly in the mirror. She sat up so I had a good view of her big breasts. She smiled and I must have blushed because she told.