Brenda dropped her skirt, her panties schoolgirl white, plain and yet enticing. She pushed those down, revealing her red bush. More students were entering, the girls stripping, but I just couldn't look away from the sight of Brenda. Redheads were truly my weakness. I bet if I looked into my past, I could find out why I had a thing for them. They were just so exciting. My dick twitched and throbbed, my balls aching. Brenda folded up her panties and set them down with the rest of her clothing on her desk. “Brenda,” I said, knowing my students would be taught by aura pervading the room, learning the lesson I would be teaching if I wasn't having my fun. “Want to come sit on my lap?” She shuddered, her Girlfriends flush spreading down her neck, the tips of her ears becoming as bright as her hair. “You want to... to take my virginity.” “Don't you want to let me?” I asked her, my dick twitching, throbbing. She nodded her head, amateur her body shaking. She licked her lips. “Very much, Mr. Davies.” The twenty-year-old girl padded to me, her bare feet slapping on the floor. She passed Kizzy freeing her round breasts, the Black girl's left nipple pierced by a silver arrow with a heart at the tip, the metal standing out against her dark skin. Kizzy just smiled at Brenda, not saying anything. Brenda rounded my desk, her breasts swaying. They were pillowy and soft. She reached me and paused. She rubbed her arm, her hips wiggling back and forth. Her large tits had such a delicious jiggle to them, but I frowned at the look on her face. “What's wrong?” I asked. “It's just... You were trapped in a cage you thought, you were screaming, cussing, trashing around. They heard amateur a cough from the cashier boy who had stationed himself close by. That heady rush of euphoria lifted me Girlfriends to the heights of rapture. This rush shot through me. My cunt squeezed tight. Finally, I feel her balls slap against mine. Rayburn stated. My wife's eyes grew big with excitement as I entered her. “Then I guess I need more practice.” “Let me have a look at you.” It crashed into the growing pressure in the core of my pussy. “Please, Daddy. Then one day I saw an invitation for a Personality Development Training Programme, inviting participants.
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