wall e and eve

After my boner mishap, either she was getting more daring, or my imagination was running wilder. One day Mrs. B. was wearing one of her short short skirts, no stockings, just muscular shapely legs. She couldn’t help but notice me watching her move around the room. She stopped at the desk of the student in front of me and bent at the waist to look at her paper. When she slid her hands between her thighs and bent a little farther, her skirt raised exposing her panties. They were red. And lacey. I thought she gave me a sidewards glance to see if I noticed. Maybe not. It really didn’t matter, though. As soon as I glimpsed those skimpy panties, I came in my pants. Right then. In class. I’m not proud, but I was only 15, I could cum at a good card trick. I had it bad.

Sophia knew that feeling painfully well. She missed working alongside Noah, and hearing Shannon experience what she had, having replaced her, was discouraging. She loved being Cyrilo’s assistant, but it wasn’t the same.

“That's right, Brianna, that's right!” she purred, kicking up her thrusting yet another notch, excited by my acknowledgement of her superiority. God, it felt good! Even after she'd made me cum, and I was nowhere near being able to have another one, I just could not believe how amazing she felt up my ass! She went for what seemed almost like forever, giving it to me hard, fast, and deep, making me tremble and moan for her like a pathetic little bitch in heat! But finally, it was time.