So while giving the teacher the impression that she was listening intently her mind was actually focused on the letter hidden in her purse. Who could ...ave penned such erotic thoughts she wondered?She assured herself that it was none of the boys she hung with; hell most of them could barely sign their names. So, it had to be a teacher and there were quite a few suspects on that list. She had spotted more than a few of them checking her out as she walked from one class to another. In history, Mr.. ” “Would you prefer that?” she asked with a look that said are you serious? To me.“No, I like it better this way; it helps me do it more real.” I pulled out of my ass.“Okay, good, now let’s try again.”We ran through the scene about five or six more times, and by the third or fourth time I definitely felt myself starting to get hard. Once we felt comfortable about the scene we started drinking the beer, and chose a movie to watch. We went with Watchmen; because she had the director’s cut on. Jassy firmly grabbed Arvind’s head with his hands and thighs and with a feeling of rush warm jets of manly semen started hitting the roof and the back of Arvind’s mouth. Before Jassy removed his cock from Arvind’s mouth and praised him for being awesome as a first timer, youthful hands made sure the cock length was totally squeezed and balls fully milked of every drop for him to swallow. Now the situation being that Jassy enjoyed his climax but Arvind was still hard and slow jerking himself for. I could feel her tense and fight for breath as the lung collapsed. Angling the bayonet so that it was pointing in a line with her beating heart, slicing the lung and ribcage open as I did so, I pushed the blade slowly forwards until it ripped into her life-giving pump. She died as the heart organ shredded and ceased to function. I held onto her for a few minutes until her blood starved brain had ceased to function. Again the sexual thoughts had started to return as I looked down on her young.