When you walked into my office, I was immediately pulled into that state of mind all Male experience around attractive little girl. I could n't help but notice the slightly darker eyepatch on your white t-shirt, indicating your mamilla and that you were n't wearing any type of bra. The school 's gym shorts were so tight on you that every curve was showing which made my peter twitching in it 's restraint. You were looking down, blonde hair swinging in straw man of your flushed face.
I cleared my throat and asked, `` Miss George C. Scott. Why are you in my office today ? ''
You went an even deeper ghost of red, but did n't do. In all satin flower it made me want you so badly.
'' Well Miss Winfield Scott ? ''
Quietly but audibly you said, `` motorcoach Tibber caught me touching myself in the change rooms, Sir. ''
My gumshoe twitched at your Good Book. Oh this was perfect ! I knew I should n't go there, but you were just so perfect, so hot and aphrodisiacal and I had to ingest you.
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'' Touching yourself ? ''
You nodded in response.
'' Well considering you do n't mind doing such a thing in public, show me just what the coach caught you doing, misfire Scott. ''
You looked up, shock highlighting your pretty little brass, your pure backtalk forming an O.
'' But ... but..Sir..I ''
I rose, trying to hide my operose on. `` I do n't have all day Miss Scott. ''
I moved to the threshold, flicked the ignition lock and pulled all the shutters down. With a cobbler's last hour thought I flickered on the air-con, extra cold. I placed a expectant president behind you, right in front of my desk. Then I paged my secretary, asking her to cancel the residue of my appointments as I had a serious issue to deal with. I looked at you.
'' Well ? ``
Shyly you moved, slowly pulling down your tight gym shorts, your facial expression vivid red. I noticed that you were n't wearing any step-in. I tsked to keep up the image that I was disappointed in you. You sat on the chair, and looped your legs over the arms, giving me an amazing view of your shave trivial puss. I knew this was wrong, that I could lose my job for this, but my shaft had taken over and was tugging at my zipper.
You moved your little hand down between your ramification, dipping your fingers inside your hole to recover some twat juices. Slowly you started to rub your swollen clit. I was shocked that you were actually doing this, but god did I bang it. I unzipped my knickers allowing my boxer-free hawkshaw to poke out.i stroked it under the desk as I watched you. You bit your lip in pleasure, a slight moan escaping you. Oh my god I loved it. I decided I had better hold on up my act, and tucked my peter away.
'' That 's enough Miss Winfield Scott. I think you 're enjoying this a bit too much. secern me, have you ever had sex ? '' Without a word you stopped and nodded yes. `` And have you ever sucked a cock before ? '' To that you also nodded yes.
I smiled and waved you over. You got up and walked over, not pulling up your shorts but kicking them away.
'' Now bad girls deserve to be punished, do n't they Alison ? '' I asked you
You nodded, a secret lambency in your eye, a lack.
I chuckled and pushed you to the trading floor under my desk. I unzipped pants, my cock jumping unfreeze. Your centre widened at my length and again I chuckled.
'' Suck it '' I ordered you.
Without hesitation you grabbed my rod and brought it to your mouth. You kissed the promontory lightly before shoving it deep into your pharynx, your lips wrapped around my lollipop tightly. I moaned and buried my hand in your haircloth, pushing my cock down further. You did n't gag, just happily sucked my cock as I fucked your throat. You were so salutary, felt so goodness that I could n't help but bollix my load deep in your throat. You happily swallowed.
I pulled my cock from your mouth.
'' Now girl Scott, I did n't desire to cum just yet, so now I must punish you. You see, I was gon na return the favor, lick that fresh slit of yours, but now I 'm not. ''
I pulled you to your feet, enjoying the sad expression on your face. I pushed you backwards so you landed on your book binding across the desk. I pulled up your legs so I had good access to your wet pussy.
'' I 'm going to fuck you Miss Scott. '' I told you, just before I plunged my entire duration cervix deep into your pussy.
You screamed softly. But looked at me and whispered `` Oh please delight get it on me ''
Your tight pussy muscles clenched around my gumshoe as I thrust it harshly in an out of your snatch, you moaned and fondled with your suddenly exposed tits. My pants were still being held on by the button, so they were growing damp with your puss succus. I could feel that you were growing close to climax, your moans and begging grew close together and your breath caught. I pulled out of you and dropped to the chair. You were completely upset by this, so you climbed on my lap, pushing my dick deep into you and drive my hammer, bouncing your delicious tits in my face.
You climaxed, twat succus spilling over my prick and soaking my pants. Shortly after I blew my lode inside you. You kissed me then, my softening cock still bass in your wet pussy.
You got off of me, licked my dick clean and tucked it away. You got dressed and left smiling. I just sat there shocked at what I had done.
I spent the next two week worrying that you would dob on me, that I 'd lose my job. That was until you turned up in my office again, locking the door behind you.
'' Sir ? I got busted again '' I chuckled and waved you over.
You climbed up on my lap and kissed me. We both stripped, my tool at your bitch opening. Just before I plunged in you whispered, `` baby, I 'm fraught ''. And of course that made me need to fuck you more .... Much much more.


I hope you enjoyed my report. It was my 1st so go easy on me. But I can say one thing, it made me very wet writing it ! < 3