Teacher, may I go in?

Back in junior high, there was a time in a crowded hallway. My Chinese teacher, who was to my right, wanted to get something for the student to my left. It was so packed! She squeezed in my way, her chest pressed against my right arm, to get the item for the student on my left. I thought her breasts were so soft; I'll never forget that feeling.

Speaking of that teacher, I'm not exaggerating. She was 36 years old, with a full figure, not fat, but curvy in all the right places. Her calves were a little chubby, but very fair, which didn't detract from the beauty of her leg curves. I'm sure everyone is curious about the size of my teacher's breasts; you'll find out in the next few paragraphs—big? Small? Or just right?

Once, during a cleaning duty, since I was in junior high, my Chinese teacher, who was also my tutor, would check on everyone to see if they were doing their work diligently. Because it was a major cleaning, in addition to checking, she also helped us with the cleaning herself.

Teacher: "You need to mop the floor over there. Bring the mop over. There's a bucket over here; I'll help you wring out the water."

After saying that, I took the mop and wet it. The teacher squatted down to wring out the water. Oh my god, I was completely stunned. I saw the teacher's fair breasts. Since sixth grade, I've been masturbating. At first, I didn't use my hand to stroke them; I just touched my penis while looking at comic books or watching TV shows with scantily clad women… It felt good.

One time, I got really excited watching something, and I rubbed my penis much faster. That's how I came. The feeling of ejaculating was amazing, so beautiful. At that time, I didn't know that was "masturbation," let alone understand the term "self-pleasure."

That day, the teacher was wearing a V-neck top—a favorite of voyeurs. When the teacher squatted down to wring out the water from the mop for me, I saw her cleavage, completely exposed. It was so obvious! Those two mounds of flesh on her chest—something I'd only ever seen in comic books or on TV! At first, the teacher didn't lean forward much, so I could only see her cleavage, but that already excited me. Then I went to mop the floor, and the teacher maintained the same posture, watching me mop. As I mopped, I stole glances at her, and I could still see her cleavage—it was so beautiful! When it was time to wash the mop, I quickly went over. The teacher seemed a little tired from squatting? Her body leaned forward slightly, and I saw her happy bra, but I couldn't see her nipples. Her bra was tightly wrapped—how awful! Without realizing it, I found myself getting a little hard. I had no choice but to yell, "Teacher! My stomach hurts so much!"

"Teacher, could you come with me to the toilet? I think I need to have diarrhea, and I might need your help..."

The teacher saw my face contorted in pain and didn't suspect anything. I ran to the toilet. Luckily, our classroom was only one room away from the toilet, so I guessed no one saw my embarrassing situation. The teacher then followed me into the toilet.

Just then, I went into the restroom. The floor was wet, which meant the students were very efficient, or rather, they were slacking off. They had finished sweeping before the clock struck.

Since my junior high school had only been established for less than five years, the restrooms weren't very old. There was an odor, but it didn't affect my relationship with the teacher...

I went to the second-to-last stall, looked back at the teacher, who had just entered. I waved, partly to let her know I was there, and partly to ask her to come a little closer. The teacher came over... I opened the stall door, pretending to whisper something to her. She completely believed me, put her ear close, and I pulled her into the stall...

To briefly describe myself, and without exaggeration, I was about 16cm tall when I graduated from elementary school (I can't remember the exact height). By the time I graduated from junior high, I was almost 180cm tall, of average build and above-average looks. Girls liked me in elementary school!

In junior high, girls my age also wanted to sleep in my arms. I pulled the teacher in. She looked surprised, but didn't scream. I looked into her eyes and said, "Teacher, I really want to..." [Hesitating to finish the sentence]

"..." [The teacher was silent]

"Teacher, I want to hug you." [After saying this, I was too embarrassed to look at her]

"..."

"Why do you want to hug me?" [A sentence that broke the silence in the bathroom]

"Because...because you have a great figure. Just now, when you were helping me wring the mop, I saw..."

"...saw...saw your chest..."

After I finished speaking, I realized that my hand had unconsciously pulled the teacher closer. My heart was beating very fast. The teacher didn't seem to want to resist, so I hugged her into my arms.

"Teacher...it feels so good..."

I could feel the teacher's body temperature! Also, this was the first time I had hugged a girl. I found that the girl's body was so soft, so soft. I finally touched the two mounds of flesh that had touched my right arm before, on my chest. I felt like I was being electrocuted.

"Haha...you're so cute...your heart is beating so fast!"

"Teacher, please don't laugh at me, I feel so good..."

"Also...very nervous..."

After saying that, I put my hands behind the teacher's back so I could move her to the right position, and I kissed her...

my entire lips, kissing the teacher's red lips, I found it hard to breathe...the teacher pushed me away...

"..." [Thinking she was rejected, she started to worry]

"Kissing isn't like this."

After the teacher finished speaking, her red lips touched my lips again, parting and closing, our breathing became rapid in unison...the teacher stuck out her tongue, and I gently sucked on it, also sticking out my tongue, intertwining with the teacher's tongue...really...I've never felt so good since birth, the girl's soft body, the girl's soft lips, made me feel so good.

Girls are made of water, I would rather be that burning fire, willingly extinguished by water, ending this life.

"Teacher, I want more..."

"Hmm...go ahead..."

Before the teacher could agree, I placed my large hand on her chest. It was so soft, I couldn't find the words to describe it, to put it simply, it was so soft.

During PE class, I often saw female classmates' breasts undulating as they ran, and I was always curious.

"Teacher, it's so soft, and so warm..."

I kept rubbing it, enjoying that warm and soft feeling. Slowly, I became insatiable. I pulled down the teacher's clothes and slipped my hand inside her bra. The teacher was also enjoying my awkward touch. I touched her nipple...

"Teacher, your breasts are so magnificent."

"Have you ever touched anyone else's?" [She asked, panting]

"After touching Teacher's, I won't want to touch anyone else's."

After saying that, I took off the teacher's clothes, admired her bra for a few seconds, and then my hand...trembled slightly as I removed her bra as well. I couldn't control my hands; they seemed to have their own brains, automatically drawing small circles around the teacher's pink nipples. Her face was already flushed… I continued to enjoy the feel of her skin, the softness of her breasts, and the faint fragrance of her breath. My mouth couldn't resist sucking on her nipples, and she began to moan softly.

Soon after, she gently pushed me away…

“Let me serve you…”

Her small hand moved towards my crotch. I was already hard. She pulled down my school pants, revealing my bulging penis inside my underwear, and then pulled the underwear open.

“So big…”

“I was surprised too; it’s the first time I’ve seen it so big…”

Normally, my penis is about 11 centimeters long when erect, but the one the teacher saw was almost 13 centimeters. To be honest, it was the first time I'd ever felt so swollen and uncomfortable.

The teacher squatted down and put my penis in her mouth. I was shocked!

"Teacher, isn't that dirty?! What are you doing, Teacher?!"

The teacher didn't say anything. Besides feeling comfortable, I also felt a little pain. Seeing how enthusiastically the teacher was taking it, I didn't say anything more. As it got better, I felt so comfortable, so comfortable. The teacher licked the area around the base of my penis with her tongue, then put my glans in her mouth, rubbing it left and right... I almost ejaculated!

But just when I was about to ejaculate, the teacher would move her mouth away, lick my testicles, and kiss my lower abdomen...

I straightened my body forward, enjoying it all, the warm lips, the soft lips... I realized that warmth plus softness can kill a person!

The teacher's sucking and spitting movements quickened, occasionally rubbing me with her hands. Although it was less forceful than when I masturbated myself, the waves of pleasure from her hands were far superior to the sustained pleasure I could get by forcing myself! Most importantly, it was the warmth of her lips providing the pleasure; I was almost in heaven!

"Teacher, I'm really going to cum..."

I said. The teacher continued to service me with her mouth, sucking and rubbing with the inside of her cheeks. I finally couldn't hold back and ejaculated… Usually, I ejaculate three or four times during masturbation! This time, I felt like I shot at least five or six long-range missiles. It all

went into the teacher's mouth. The teacher even cleaned my penis with her mouth; it felt incredibly good! Afterwards, the teacher slowly spat my semen aside and said, "Want more...?"

"Yes...want...of course I want more..." [Savoring the memory, I hurriedly responded to the teacher's words.]

The teacher helped me put on my underwear, and I put mine on myself as well. While putting on my school trousers, the teacher slowly put on my bra and clothes. I admired the teacher's beauty from the side. After everything was done, the teacher said, "Come with me."

When I came out of the toilet, almost all the students in the school were naked. In the midst of our intense lovemaking, school had already let out, and there were very few students left. The teacher said again, "Go back to the classroom and tidy up your things. I'll come back later..."

As I tidied up, I pinched my face to see if this was a dream, but it actually hurt. I was so happy and started to look forward to what would happen next...

As I was thinking, the teacher appeared. I smiled at the teacher, and she beckoned me over. It turned out that the teacher had just gone to borrow the keys. She was going to take me to a storage room, the kind of room where the school kept student uniforms. It was quite spacious, with a table, a bed, a TV, and air conditioning. It was part storage, but also a kind of guest room, or a place for the security guards or teachers to "stay."

I followed the teacher inside… She proactively stripped down to her underwear. I was a little embarrassed, but since she had already seen everything, I did the same, stripping down to my underwear… She turned on the air conditioning… We walked towards the bed.

Actually, I had watched an adult film once at a classmate's house, so I had already made some plans for how to enjoy this rare night with the teacher.

The boss lay down on the bed, and for the first time, I saw the teacher seducing me with her eyes. Unlike her usual stern self, her alluring eyes captivated me, almost enough to instantly kill me… At thirty-six, she seemed to have been through countless battles; I was seduced by her.

Once again, I could touch the teacher's body, this time a full touch. I examined her figure, her breasts and calves—truly stunning and beautiful. It was obvious she exercised; no belly fat. I lay on top of her, supporting myself with my hands, and kissed her. I just wanted to kiss her again. She responded passionately, and I felt different this time! This was my second kiss. Besides kissing, I tried to caress her breasts with one hand while exploring her lower abdomen with the other. She gasped again… My heart had been pounding ever since, so fast.

"Teacher, shall we both take our clothes off…?"

"Mmm…"

I helped her remove her bra, my hands on her waist. She cooperated by raising her lower body, allowing me to remove her last line of defense. She seemed a little hesitant, but I still let her take it off… I saw her mysterious forbidden zone, shimmering. I guessed she was already wet. Afterward, I took off my own underwear. Needless to say, it had been erect and ready for action for some time now.

Still, my body was in contact with my teacher's. I wondered if it was the greatness of motherhood; I longed to suckle her nipples again. I was still unaccustomed to this warm touch, yet it felt so good. I wanted to touch every inch of her skin… using my warm hands to sense the different body temperatures, the different warmth. Finally, my hands wandered to her secret place. She guided my fingers inside. So wet, so wet. She had been moaning and groaning for who knows how long… I only thought the sounds were so beautiful, making my heart flutter.

"Teacher, may I go in…?"

Looking at her rosy cheeks, I nodded. I wanted to go in. It was my first time in unfamiliar territory; I was a little scared, but also very excited.

My teacher guided me in again with her hand. This time, it wasn't her fingers that went in, but my little brother, seeing the world for the first time. Oh~ I went in. She wasn't very tight, and she was already very wet. I moved a little and found it wasn't uncomfortable at all. It felt different from being surrounded by other boys; it felt good! The warmth! The softness! I moved around inside her, and it felt completely different from masturbating. Moving forward, backward…

slowly, slowly… slowly I increased the speed, enjoying the feeling of being surrounded…

“You make me feel so good… yours is so hard…”

the teacher encouraged me. I rubbed her breasts, admiring their movement with each thrust. My eyes, ears, penis, and even my heart were experiencing supreme pleasure. I felt I couldn't hold on much longer; I was probably going to ejaculate again.

I slowed down, kissed her again, and she responded passionately… I whispered in her ear: “Teacher, I want to try a different position…” "

The teacher understood, slowly got up, knelt on the bed, and raised her buttocks high. So this is a position! I knew I had to enter from that side. This time, my little brother knew the way. I put my hands on the teacher's waist, and my little brother gradually approached the teacher's alluring buttocks. Using my right hand as a guide, I placed my little brother inside the teacher's hole and began thrusting. It felt so good.

I held the teacher's waist, or held her buttocks on both sides, or touched her breasts with both hands while thrusting. The teacher continued to moan: 'Mmm~ Hmm~ Mmm~ Hmm~.'

'Mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm...it feels so good...'" "

My little brother couldn't resist the warmth of the embrace, the touch of her hands, and the teacher's beautiful moans, and I came again...

Back in junior high, once in a crowded hallway, my Chinese teacher was on my right, trying to get something for the student on my left. There were so many people, so she squeezed closer to me, her chest pressed against my right arm, to get what she wanted for the student on my left. I thought, 'My teacher's breasts are so soft,' that feeling is unforgettable.

Speaking of that teacher, I'm not exaggerating, she was 36 years old, with a full figure, not fat, but with curves in all the right places, especially her calves..." She had a slight radish-like physique, but her skin looked very clean and didn't detract from the beauty of her leg curves. Everyone is probably curious about the size of my teacher's breasts; you'll find out in the next few paragraphs whether they're big, small, or just right.

Once, during a cleaning session, since I was in junior high at the time, my Chinese teacher, who was also my tutor, would check on each student to see if they were doing their work diligently. Because it was a major cleaning, in addition to checking, the teacher also came down to help us.

Teacher: "You need to mop that floor over there. Bring the mop over here; there's a bucket over here, I'll help you wring out the water."

After saying that, I took the mop and soaked it. The teacher squatted down to wring out the water. Oh my god, I was completely stunned. I saw the teacher's fair breasts. Since sixth grade, I've been masturbating. At first, I didn't use my hand to stroke it, but just touched my penis while looking at comic books or watching TV shows with more revealing women... It felt very good.

One time, I got very excited while watching, and I rubbed my penis much faster. That's how I came. The feeling of ejaculating was great, very beautiful. At that time, I didn't know that this was "masturbation," let alone understand the term "self-pleasure."

That day, the teacher was wearing a V-neck top, a favorite of voyeurs. When the teacher squatted down to wring out the water from the mop for me, I saw the teacher's cleavage, completely exposed. It was so obvious. The two mounds of flesh on her chest were something I had only ever seen in comic books or on TV! At first, the teacher's body didn't lean forward much, so I only saw the cleavage, but that already excited me a lot. Next, I went to mop the floor. The teacher maintained her original posture, watching me mop. As I mopped, I stole glances at her and could still see her cleavage—it was really beautiful! When it was time to wash the mop, I quickly went over. The teacher seemed a little tired from squatting; her body leaned forward slightly. I saw her happy bra, but I couldn't see her nipples. Her bra was tightly wrapped—how awful! Without realizing it, I found myself getting a little hard. I had no choice but to yell, "Teacher! My stomach hurts so much!"

"Teacher, could you come with me to the toilet? I think I need to have diarrhea, and I might need your help..."

The teacher saw my face contorted in pain and didn't suspect anything. I ran to the toilet. Luckily, our classroom was only one room away from the toilet, so I guessed no one saw my embarrassing situation. The teacher followed me into the toilet.

Just then, the floor was wet, which meant the students were very efficient—actually, they were slacking off; the clock hadn't rung yet, and they'd already finished sweeping.

Since the junior high school I attended had only been established for less than five years, the toilets weren't very old. There was an odor, but it didn't affect my relationship with the teacher...

I went to the second-to-last toilet stall, looked back at the teacher, who had just entered. I waved, partly to let her know I was there, and partly to ask her to come a little closer. The teacher came over... I opened the toilet door, pretending to whisper something to her. The teacher completely believed me, put her ear close, and I pulled her into the toilet...

To briefly describe myself, and without exaggeration, I was about 16cm tall when I graduated from elementary school (I can't remember the exact height). By the time I graduated from junior high, I had grown to almost 180cm tall, with an average build and above-average looks. Girls liked me in elementary school!

In junior high, girls my age also wanted to sleep in my arms. I pulled the teacher in. She looked surprised, but didn't scream. I looked into her eyes and said, "Teacher, I really want to..." [Hesitating to finish the sentence]

"..." [The teacher was silent]

"Teacher, I want to hug you." [After saying this, I was too embarrassed to look at her]

"..."

"Why do you want to hug me?" [A sentence that broke the silence in the bathroom]

"Because...because you have a great figure. Just now, when you were helping me wring the mop, I saw..."

"...saw...saw your chest..."

After I finished speaking, I realized that my hand had unconsciously pulled the teacher closer. My heart was beating very fast. The teacher didn't seem to want to resist, so I hugged her into my arms.

"Teacher...it feels so good..."

I could feel the teacher's body temperature! Also, this was the first time I had hugged a girl. I found that the girl's body was so soft, so soft. I finally touched the two mounds of flesh that had touched my right arm before, on my chest. I felt like I was being electrocuted.

"Haha...you're so cute...your heart is beating so fast!"

"Teacher, please don't laugh at me, I feel so good..."

"Also...very nervous..."

After saying that, I put my hands behind the teacher's back so I could move her to the right position, and I kissed her...

my entire lips, kissing the teacher's red lips, I found it hard to breathe...the teacher pushed me away...

"..." [Thinking she was rejected, she started to worry]

"Kissing isn't like this."

After the teacher finished speaking, her red lips touched my lips again, parting and closing, our breathing became rapid in unison...the teacher stuck out her tongue, and I gently sucked on it, also sticking out my tongue, intertwining with the teacher's tongue...really...I've never felt so good since birth, the girl's soft body, the girl's soft lips, made me feel so good.

Girls are made of water, I would rather be that burning fire, willingly extinguished by water, ending this life.

"Teacher, I want more..."

"Hmm...go ahead..."

Before the teacher could agree, I placed my large hand on her chest. It was so soft, I couldn't find the words to describe it, to put it simply, it was so soft.

During PE class, I often saw female classmates' breasts undulating as they ran, and I was always curious.

"Teacher, it's so soft, and so warm..."

I kept rubbing it, enjoying that warm and soft feeling. Slowly, I became insatiable. I pulled down the teacher's clothes and slipped my hand inside her bra. The teacher was also enjoying my awkward touch. I touched her nipple...

"Teacher, your breasts are so magnificent."

"Have you ever touched anyone else's?" [She asked, panting]

"After touching Teacher's, I won't want to touch anyone else's."

After saying that, I took off the teacher's clothes, admired her bra for a few seconds, and then my hand...trembled slightly as I removed her bra as well. I couldn't control my hands; they seemed to have their own brains, automatically drawing small circles around the teacher's pink nipples. Her face was already flushed… I continued to enjoy the feel of her skin, the softness of her breasts, the faint fragrance of her breath. My mouth couldn't resist sucking on her nipples, and she began to moan softly.

Soon after, she gently pushed me away…

“Let me serve you…”

Her small hand moved towards my crotch. I was already hard. She pulled down my school pants, revealing my bulging penis inside my underwear, and then pulled it open.

“So big…”

“I was surprised too, it’s the first time I’ve seen it so big…”

My penis usually stands about eleven centimeters when erect, but the one the teacher saw was almost thirteen centimeters. To be honest, it was the first time I’d ever felt so uncomfortable.

The teacher knelt down and put my penis in her mouth. I was astonished!

"Teacher, isn't that dirty! What are you doing, Teacher?!"

The teacher didn't say anything. Besides feeling comfortable, I also felt a little pain. Seeing how enthusiastically the teacher was sucking, I didn't say anything more. As it got better, I felt so comfortable, so comfortable. The teacher licked the area around the base of my penis with her tongue, and then took my penis into her mouth, rubbing it left and right... I was almost about to ejaculate!

But just when I was about to ejaculate, the teacher would move her mouth away, lick my testicles, and kiss my lower abdomen...

I straightened my body forward, enjoying all of this, warm lips, soft lips... I realized that warmth plus softness can kill a person!

The teacher's sucking and spitting movements quickened, occasionally rubbing me with her hands. Although it was less forceful than when I masturbated myself, the waves of pleasure from her hands were far superior to the sustained pleasure I could get by forcing myself! Most importantly, it was the warmth of her lips providing the pleasure; I was almost in heaven!

"Teacher, I'm really going to cum..."

I said. The teacher continued to service me with her mouth, sucking and rubbing with the inside of her cheeks. I finally couldn't hold back and ejaculated… Usually, I ejaculate three or four times during masturbation! This time, I felt like I shot at least five or six long-range missiles. It all

went into the teacher's mouth. The teacher even cleaned my penis with her mouth; it felt incredibly good! Afterwards, the teacher slowly spat my semen aside and said, "Want more...?"

"Yes...want...of course I want more..." [Savoring the memory, I hurriedly responded to the teacher's words.]

The teacher helped me put on my underwear, and I put mine on myself as well. While putting on my school trousers, the teacher slowly put on my bra and clothes. I admired the teacher's beauty from the side. After everything was done, the teacher said, "Come with me."

When I came out of the toilet, almost all the students in the school were naked. In the midst of our intense lovemaking, school had already let out, and there were very few students left. The teacher said again, "Go back to the classroom and tidy up your things. I'll come back later..."

As I tidied up, I pinched my face to see if this was a dream, but it actually hurt. I was so happy and started to look forward to what would happen next...

As I was thinking, the teacher appeared. I smiled at the teacher, and she beckoned me over. It turned out that the teacher had just gone to borrow the keys. She was going to take me to a storage room, the kind of room where the school kept student uniforms. It was quite spacious, with a table, a bed, a TV, and air conditioning. It was part storage, but also a kind of guest room, or a place for the security guards or teachers to "stay."

I followed the teacher inside… She proactively stripped down to her underwear. I was a little embarrassed, but since she had already seen everything, I did the same, stripping down to my underwear… She turned on the air conditioning… We walked towards the bed.

Actually, I had watched an adult film once at a classmate's house, so I had already made some plans for how to enjoy this rare night with the teacher.

The boss lay down on the bed, and for the first time, I saw the teacher seducing me with her eyes. Unlike her usual stern self, her alluring eyes captivated me, almost enough to instantly kill me… At thirty-six, she seemed to have been through countless battles; I was seduced by her.

Once again, I could touch the teacher's body, this time a full touch. I examined her figure, her breasts and calves—truly stunning and beautiful. It was obvious she exercised; no belly fat. I lay on top of her, supporting myself with my hands, and kissed her. I just wanted to kiss her again. She responded passionately, and I felt different this time! This was my second kiss. Besides kissing, I tried to caress her breasts with one hand while exploring her lower abdomen with the other. She gasped again… My heart had been pounding ever since, so fast.

"Teacher, shall we both take our clothes off…?"

"Mmm…"

I helped her remove her bra, my hands on her waist. She cooperated by raising her lower body, allowing me to remove her last line of defense. She seemed a little hesitant, but I still let her take it off… I saw her mysterious forbidden zone, shimmering. I guessed she was already wet. Afterward, I took off my own underwear. Needless to say, it had been erect and ready for action for some time now.

Still, my body was in contact with my teacher's. I wondered if it was the greatness of motherhood; I longed to suckle her nipples again. I was still unaccustomed to this warm touch, yet it felt so good. I wanted to touch every inch of her skin… using my warm hands to sense the different body temperatures, the different warmth. Finally, my hands wandered to her secret place. She guided my fingers inside. So wet, so wet. She had been moaning and groaning for who knows how long… I only thought the sounds were so beautiful, making my heart flutter.

"Teacher, may I go in…?"

Looking at her rosy cheeks, I nodded. I wanted to go in. It was my first time in unfamiliar territory; I was a little scared, but also very excited.

My teacher guided me in again with her hand. This time, it wasn't her fingers that went in, but my little brother, seeing the world for the first time. Oh~ I went in. She wasn't very tight, and she was already very wet. I moved a little and found it wasn't uncomfortable at all. It felt different from being surrounded by other boys; it felt good! The warmth! The softness! I moved around inside her, and it felt completely different from masturbating. Moving forward, backward…

slowly, slowly… slowly I increased the speed, enjoying the feeling of being surrounded…

“You make me feel so good… yours is so hard…”

the teacher encouraged me. I rubbed her breasts, admiring their movement with each thrust. My eyes, ears, penis, and even my heart were experiencing supreme pleasure. I felt I couldn't hold on much longer; I was probably going to ejaculate again.

I slowed down, kissed her again, and she responded passionately… I whispered in her ear: “Teacher, I want to try a different position…” "

The teacher understood, slowly got up, knelt on the bed, and raised her buttocks high. Oh, so this is a position! I knew which way to enter. This time, my little brother knew the way. I put my hands on the teacher's waist, and my little brother gradually approached her alluring buttocks. Using my right hand as a guide, I placed my little brother inside the teacher's hole and started thrusting. It felt so good.

I held the teacher's waist, or her buttocks, or touched her breasts with both hands while thrusting. The teacher continued to moan: 'Mmm~ Hmm~ Mmm~ Hmm~.'

'Mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm...it feels so good...'

My little brother couldn't stand the warm embrace, the touch of my hands, and the teacher's beautiful moans. I ejaculated again..."

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