A Professora Muito puta - Parte 1

I'm coming to observe her since she entered high school. It's been already some years. I'm convinced that she is very slutty. She is an omnipresent image in my wanks. I imagine her very slutty doing everything I can imagine and much more.

Never did any opportunity present itself to test my theory. Even when we talked about the topic with my friends, none of them thought like me.

Although no one denied that they would give her a good fuck, nobody accompanied my theory about professor very slutty.

Making memory, something existed and only served to fuel my hypotheses.

Standing several of us around her at her desk, this already happened a year ago. All of us concentrated on what the professor was explaining with a test in hand, I only paid attention to her hips. The jeans couldn't contain her tremendous ass, and a very shameless thong left it clearly visible.

With my gaze fixed on her buttocks, my heat flew through my head and my cock always eager didn't take long to get hard.

The professor, almost automatically, passed her hand over the back trying to put her short shirt into her pants. It didn't serve much since the shirt was short and the movement didn't help cover her nudity.

Several times she repeated the automatic gesture, but only a few were aware and these were much slower. Almost leaving off explaining to her packed audience. She slowly and carefully pulled her shirt without success and fixed me with a calm look in my eyes that scanned her entangled buttocks completely.

I left her a moment looking calmly at my eyes, and with aplomb returned to her explanations. I calculate that my heat didn't let me think clearly and interpreted that look as neither a challenge nor an anger, but rather an approval.

The image of very hot showing me her thong babe buttocks. For a while she stopped adjusting herself, which led to leaving almost half the ass exposed to the air.

I settled in behind her, asked her a question about what she was explaining to the rest of grupo, que por sinal não sabia nada do que sucedia entre a profe eu. Ela me respondeu muito cordialmente.

Sem querer ou embalado pela alçada, apoiei a cock parada sobre a espalda. Vários a apoiavam de tão apertado que estava o meeting. Mas eu só a empurrava com minha cock dura e bastante molhada já.

Podia sentir meu calção úmido fazendo desaparecer a tela, e permitindo uma sensibilidade única. A parte mais sensível do choto ficou justamente sobre o clip do corpete. Repassava lentamente uma e outra vez, sentindo como minha cock continuava lubrificando-se.

Sem dúvida a umidade e o calor deviam ter advertido que isso não era meu abdome, claramente se tratava de algo mais.

Me acomodei por última vez, me olhei quase com doçura e me retirei um pouco para trás, com a mão fazendo espaço entre os que a apertujavam, alcançei fazer um hand off, com tanta pontaria que me empurrei sobre a cock já muito molhada.

Vejo como lhe ficava a palma molhada e seca sobre as cadeiras. Onde nem o calção nem a camisa logravam cobri-la, ela secou sua palma, me olhou entre enojada e calma ao mesmo tempo.

Eu só havia passado por essa experiência, até preferi não contarla para meus amigos, por medo de que se espalhasse e terminasse o assunto em um problema para a cutie.

Isso terminou por convencer-me. Ou era muito quente, ou estava bêbada, ou ambas coisas.

2 comentários - A Professora Muito puta - Parte 1

mmm que calenchu ...............me enloquecen esos minimos detalles