So she was well versed in what it took to be a teacher, and also knew about and was experienced at administering corporal punishment on her students. ...iss Jones always came to class in a nice dress, her make-up was always just right, and she always wore some very nice perfume. In fact, sometimes when she was near me and I would take a deep breath of her perfume, it would give me a hard-on. In school, I was an average student, but I liked to tease the girls in my class. I was a senior and. The only sound that comes from you is a moan of approval.So I continue pushing in deeper until I can go no further. At the same time I am teasing the stiff clit with fingers. I start a slow thrusting in and out motion occasionally spreading my finger out when they are deep within you. Your hips start thrusting back and forth. Soon you raise yourself upon your hands and begin sliding back and forth on my fingers. I feel your fingers join mine in teasing your clit.You are now screaming, moaning. Now being closer to the rear of the store, out of range of the sounds of the slushie machine and the videogames, I can hear mumbling from the rear wall. Maybe someone robbed the place, tied him up and hid him under the desk. I waltz over to take a look. Nothing. While the sound is muffled, it is slightly louder. I look up and see an air vent. Next room maybe? I leave the office, returning the door to its original position, and proceed further down the dimly lit hall. The next door must be the. But this Mr. White seemed to know just what turned her on, as if he had been her lover for ages. ‘Don’t you enjoy sex, honey? Don’t you love when a man brings you to heaven with his tongue?’ ‘I made a promise – to Tom and myself – I wouldn’t feel anything, and I definitely wouldn’t cum.’ ‘Jean—’ Tom snapped in surprise. ‘Oh, sorry, I don’t why I told him that, I just keep—’ her sentence was cut off by another groan. ‘Sex is to be enjoyed, Jean. I think you should reconsider that promise.’ White.