Naughty Teen
I felt my skirt sliding over my thighs, stockings and garters. I felt like a Naughty Teen afraid of being caught by parents. No, not here! I told Stephen as I tried to wiggle my skirt into place.
Relax, you Naughty Teen. I'm hot for teacher! I giggled at our private joke as he guided my hand to his rock hard cock. Have a sip of wine; it will calm you. Sure enough, seconds after a swallow of wine, I gave into that Naughty Teen desire and forgot my fears of defiling my classroom.
Stephen had shared his fantasy of being with a Naughty Teen on my desk for months, but I didn't think it would really happen.
This time I pulled up my skirt and sat on the edge of the desk, straddling Stephen, heels propped on the arms of the chair. He reached into his bag of tricks and produced a pair of wire-rimmed glasses. I put them on, telling him we didn't have much time.
That's all I needed to say. In seconds he ripped my panties off, scooped me right up in his arms and penetrated deeply into my wet, waiting Naughty Teen pussy.
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