Pomeroy, his English teacher, had asked him to stay after class. At first he thought it was for something he'd done, or maybe the assignment he'd turn...d in. But she'd pulled him into the little room behind her desk, the one that normally held classroom material, and fucked him silly. Her tits were big and soft—he'd fantasized about them several times—and her tight pussy had snapped at him repeatedly. It had been quite a workout, and he'd felt relieved when he finally blasted his load into. “Well, apparently I need to go up there. Any ideas?”“I know that the 7,000 steps start in Ivarstead, my Thane. Which is literally on the other side of the mountain from where we are now. I’ve never been there, so this will be my pilgrimage as well.”Since it appeared that we could go either north or south, I quickly cast clairvoyance to see if I could get some guidance for the path. The magic pointed ahead, across the bridge, and to the north. Good, from where we were standing I could see a. "Well, we will cut your hairfirst, then do the color," she said with excitement.Oh no, I thought; color! What was wrong with my normal color, a nicemedium brown? Who knows what color they may have in mind. God I hopeit's not blonde. The girls at work tease me when I make a mistake now. I can just imagine all the 'dumb blonde' jokes they might tell."Victoria and I have agreed on what hairstyle would be cute on you,"said Brianne. "But we don't want to ruin the surprise, so we'll turnyou away. Needless to say she was surprised come Monday. I kept picking at her at work and flirting, (I had to figure out a way to see those big mother fucker’s). One night in February 2006.…My phone rang and it was Carlina calling me and she said some things I couldn’t believe. We made plans to meet at my apartment that evening and she ended up staying until 4 o’clock in the morning. Turns out that the pussy was as good as getting to suck and smack those tits she carries around. Listen all people,.