The room on the right was richly decorated. It boasted floor to ceiling book cases filled with classic hard backs. The desk I stopped in front of was ...uge. Made of dark wood with a crimson desk blotter it was striking. Two large plush emerald green chairs for guests were inviting. As I made a move to sit in one John stopped me with a hand on my arm. Instructions were to stand in front of my desk Sarah. Im sorry, Sir. At the word sir he grinned a little. As if it amused him to be called sir. I. She'd been trying to put me at some disadvantage by not knowing my name, when she was so certain I'd know hers."Its Helen. You should know that too, because we've been in the same classes together. You were in Miss Perry's Spanish class with me, two years ago." If I was, I don't remember you being there. Where did you sit in that class?" Up front, by the door. That's where I always sit. You really don't remember me?" She had stopped before, when she was about ten feet away from me, but now she. He remained on his knee as he unbuttoned her shorts, slowly pulled down the zipper, and gently pulled them off her waist and down her legs. Jen was starting to enjoy this, and felt her first arousal as she ladylike stepped out of her shorts. He then stood and grasped her shirt at her waist. She instinctively raised her arms as he peeled it up and off her torso, carefully assisting the neckline as it went over her head. Carlos had admired her big fake boobs at the beach, and couldn’t believe his. I came way more and way harder with him then I've ever cum before or since. I've never touched hardcore with a mile long pole, but I'd probably drop my panties and jump him on the wall if he came strolling into this room right now. Mark my words, sweetie. He's a 'Magic Man'. If you don't want to fuck him, stay the hell away from him." Stacy scowled at her in mollified disbelief, then shook her head. "Whatever. Who you fuck is your business."- - -That night, she had the strangest dream. .