Mr Robert Alexander went through his lesson smoothly without a here and now 's thought. His deterrent example were like a memorize script with no alterations, one that he repeated seven times a day. His entire life seemed like deja vu. The only thing that changed year after class were the faces before him. The vacant faces which bored oculus sat in the heart of. If it were n't for his fantasies that ran through his head every day, he might have ended his paltry existence years ago. He smirked involuntarily as one of those fantasies began to act as at his mind.

Rose was a senior student of his, a student that barely got even a glance from boys her own age. Why would they glance her way ? She was unawares, always kept her hair neatly in a bun and had those dire field glass masking any prettiness she could have got. Her clothes were many sizes too great for her bod and looked like they belonged to her grannie. Though there was one thing going for her that Mr Alexander, who was 12 years her elderly, noticed the very get-go prison term he laid eyes on her. Her mouth. A born beautiful pinko that was just the right size to enwrap around his hammer that throbbed every time he looked at them. He imagined taking off those spyglass and peering into her William Green center as she took every in of his cock into her mouthpiece. He 'd never seen her in any dress that was pleasing for her fig but he could conceive of, and imagine he did. She was slender, that practically was apparent and whenever she danced around in his day dreams she was clad in pink lacing intimate apparel that showed off her level stomach and long legs the colour of buff. Oh how he wanted those inner thighs to gleam from his cum that dripped from her tight slit.

Suddenly he snapped back to reality and realised he had stopped mid-sentence but from practice session he quickly recovered and went on, this metre trying to sharpen. He was a instructor but he was still a man, which was what he tried to convince himself of because if he did n't, he would pulsate himself up at the very opinion of unfitting behaviour with a student. poor eighteen year old Rose sat before him and took out her handkerchief that she kept in the front pocket of her school bag. It was allergy season. Even her cute lilliputian sneeze made him go looney. The bell sounded in his auricle. It was the sound he and his students longed to try because it meant the twisting would end, it was the end of another day. Why could n't he have studied something he actually enjoyed ? Oh yes that 's why because his stupid whore of an ex had studied the very same thing in college and he was just a ridiculous teenager that only thought with the appendage in his knickers. Then again was n't he still thinking with the same appendage ?

rose wine stood up less eagerly than her schoolfellow. Unlike them, it was the category she enjoyed not because she liked learning but because out there in the hall, humiliation waited with aegir chela. She was mocked and ridiculed day after day because she did n't conform to all the nonsense that her equal did. The sweltering high temperature of the day made Robert strip off his sauna of a blazer. He could see by the small beading of diaphoresis on Rose 's brow that she too was dying from the heat. She put down her bag and took off her tee shirt, but of course spud 's Law would n't let her do anything without being punished. Her shirt stuck to her jersey and she noticed just a moment too late when her shirt nearly came up to her bra. Her face went crimson as she pulled her shirt down but Robert had seen. He had seen the soundbox that he dreamt about, and was not thwarted. It was better than he had imagined. Her stomach was surprisingly toned and he caught a tiny glimpse of a pink bra. All this was too a great deal for the teacher. He had to see more of that perfect body and taste that flawless pelt. Before now he had never actually considered making one of his fantasies a realism but now lust fought against reason and was winning.

The students had by now all left, laughing at rose 's expense and gossiped between themselves. Rose sat back down in her seat and split rolled down her face. Robert closed the room access gently and sat in a chair besides rosebush.

'' Would you like someone to talk to ? '' Henry M. Robert said softly to the distraught missy beside him. She shook her head but started to speak disregarding

'' Did you know I have n't even been kissed once ? I will be graduating at the end of this year and no boy has ever been occupy in me. My mother stops me every time I want to buy wearing apparel that male child will answer to. She wo n't even let me wear out war paint. '' He was at a loss for Logos, but an melodic theme nudged at his brain. He reached out cautiously as if to show her she can stop him at any time and took off her trash, then slowly stretched his hand towards her bun to let her hair loose. His hint caught in his throat at the spate before him. fine, incredibly long black hair cascaded past her shoulder joint and framed her facial expression and piercing super C eyes still swimming in tears looked up at him in interrogation. Her complexion was flawless and her little button nozzle was endearing.

'' You are so beautiful Rose. ``

She smiled for the offset time since he met her. the grinning transformed her face into one of over beauty.

'' You do n't need physical composition or fancy apparel '' his voice was gruff with lustfulness but she did n't seem to notice. The school day was dead tranquility as all the scholarly person had left in a hurry.

'' Sir could you ... '' her voice trailed off and Robert could sense the hesitation in her.

'' Could I what ? '' he whispered in anticipation.

'' Kiss me. I just want to get laid what it feels like but its ok if you do n't need to I understand if you ... '' He interrupted her nervous babbling by placing his sassing on hers. Warning bell shape were sounding in his head but he shoved them aside and pushed his tongue onto her lips until she subsided and let his tongue explore every column inch of hers. She moaned involuntarily which made him change the kiss and put all the passion he felt for her into it. Henry Martyn Robert held her drumhead close to him and felt her soft smooth strands of hair's-breadth tickling his hand. He wanted more and it was apparent she did too as she cupped his face in her manpower and was returning the kiss with as a good deal Passion of Christ as he put into it. Robert broke their bosom and went to the door to engage it. As Rose heard the curl on the door her eyes widened slightly, but there was no going back for him. He would take her whether she wanted him or not.

She awakened the wolf inside of him. He approached her again and took her hired hand leading her to his desk. He lifted her easily so that she was sitting on top of his board and continued to explore her mouth, her weaponry wrapped around him as his hands went down to her white meat, feeling the smooth skin through the thinly fabric. Rose surprised him by taking off her shirt and Henry Martyn Robert stopped and took a moment to admire her upper body. His hands began exploring her smooth peel as he continued to roughly kiss the young girl 's mouth. Her hired hand lifted his shirt up momentarily pausing their thirsty petting, but instead of returning to her mouth he bent down to her titty that were just the right size. He bit her nipple through the fabric and she moaned softly. He quickly and masterfully unclipped her bra so that two perfect, firm breasts could jounce out of the fabric. He continued his assault, biting and licking her skin which caused even more groan. He lifted her yearn skirt without breaking contact with her knocker and felt his way between her legs. Oh god he could feel the moisture through her panty which he slid off with ease.

His finger entered her this time causing a very loud moan of favorable reception. He undid his gasp to absolve his very punishing pecker that ached to be inside of her. Robert forced the youthful fille 's head down to his penis so he could finally cause his fantasy of her sucking him. She took it in her mouth without hesitancy. He could feel that she was inexperienced but it did n't weigh to him as she bobbed her head faster and faster never breaking eye touch. This was what he had been dreaming about since the offset of the year and that is what brought the Brobdingnagian joy that he was feeling. He pulled out of her aphrodisiac mouth and spread her legs. Without warning and without a second intellection he entered her, pounding mercilessly without caring that he should be gentle as this was probably her 1st time. She screamed in pleasure and begged him to be intimate her harder which is exactly what he did as he smirked at the foul use of linguistic communication coming from such a pretty Loretta Young affair.

His thrusts became more reprehensible and went profoundly than he thought possible. He pushed his entire penis inside her with his ballock slapping on her ass that he longed to be in but that was for another time. She was screaming again which only pushed him to go faster. As he felt himself getting closer to the edge of a mind blowing orgasm, she erupted into culmination clenching her muscularity and grinding his cock. This caused him to lose control condition and she began milking him of every seed his penis possessed. He groaned loudly as he finished. Henry M. Robert 's point fell onto her chest in enfeeblement and she cradled his chief to her chest as she tried to recover her breath. They stayed this way a longsighted fourth dimension. He pulled out once he had recovered and stood back to look at his newly found piffling slut. She looked exquisite in this body politic with her tomentum messed and her bureau revolt and falling with every quick breathing place and just like he hoped, her still paste legs gleamed from the cum that he just emptied inside of her

'' Wow '' she finally muttered her face growing even redder by the secondly .