Well that's Mrs. Jones my History teacher and I want her. Kat looks at the young woman WANT HER? Yes want her like you had mom I want to have her. I w...nt you to teach me how to get her and what to do when I do get her. Have you been with a girl? NO! a boy? NO! you haven't had any sex and you want to fuck your history teacher as your first time? YES THAT'S WHAT I WANT! OMG OMG LITTLE GIRL ARE YOU NUTS? Mrs. Jones has been a crush for three years now I was in the gym and she was running we. His tongue is purest honey, his eyes are polished onyx and his face, contorted with pleasure, is the very image of lust. Yes! I would have him lust for me, me above all others! My legs encircle his waist and I rest them upon his back, drawing his cock even deeper into me. This is the mode of sex I love best. My hands play with his body, my nails trace the glyphs that form the name of Menkeret, my god, upon his muscular back. I silently consecrate this rite of love to him, Menkeret, Lord of. As soon as I know I am going to get sex, I am in the mood. I can sense I am already wet in my pants just anticipating this new sex ‘lesson’ you have planned for me.’ After that there was nothing left to say and do but quit the restaurant and enter Chloe’s apartment. Once seated on her sofa, they embraced and started a torrid kissing frenzy. He was becoming aware he was starting to be extremely attracted to her. As evidence, the mere kissing of her in of itself was more arousing and satisfactory. My poor sister was completely unaware that her fucked up husband was eating their daughter’s pussy. Who knows how long that sick bastard was going downstairs and licking up some fresh soft pussy lips. I could barely look at anyone. “What’s up brother?” my sister finally asked. I straightened up and shook my head. “Just a lot on my mind”. My sister hands me a cup of coffee and says “Well don’t you worry, you can stay here as long as you need to”. I smile and think about how she has two people.