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tdi gwen As Viktor basked in his success, healers rushed out and put Falco on a stretcher. Fortunately, the wound was mostly cauterized, and his organs weren’t damaged beyond the point of healing with magic.
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tdi gwen As Viktor basked in his success, healers rushed out and put Falco on a stretcher. Fortunately, the wound was mostly cauterized, and his organs weren’t damaged beyond the point of healing with magic.
Mrs. B smiled up at me. “Well…?” She put her hand behind my neck, pulled me closer and gave me the best, most sensual kiss I’d had to that time. Definitely in the top three kisses of my life. I pulled her closer and reciprocated as best I could. I felt her naked leg slip between my legs, and she rubbed her thigh against my tortured shaft through my jeans. I so did not want to cum in my pants at that moment. Mrs. B. saved me. While still kissing me hard, Mrs. B. ran her hand down my bare chest and moaned softly.
Still, she made me nuts. When the class would be working on an in-class assignment, she would float around the room, answering questions and offering advice. She always paused at my desk, squeezed my shoulder or rubbing it a little and ask if I needed help. I thought she kept touching me longer than she did with the other kids, massaging my shoulder or sliding her hand down to the middle of my hunched over back. I would break out in a sweat whenever she touched me, and my cock, which was in the teenage stage of always being semi hard, would become rigid and strain against the fabric of my underwear and pants.
“What are you doing?” she whispered, eyes closed and head back. “We can’t do this.”
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