more drool that ran down the cheeks and legs. When a drop rolled down the leg, I tried to catch it with my mouth, but sometimes it did not work and at such moments I felt how pleasant it was and how little goosebumps passed along my leg. Through very thin tights felt nice skin. I took pantyhose on the lips and sucked them up. Where I licked, then spent on those places with his lips, feeling the skin under the wet, mesh fabric of tights. Slowly, with my tongue, I reached the straps, passing them all over my foot. His teeth grabbed the strap, pulled and released the captive leg.

“Now move it to the floor.” - she ordered.

I gently picked up the leg, like something insanely expensive and beating and moved it from shoe to floor. Then he took the other leg. But the second she turned the sole to me, and I took a heel in my mouth and began to lick and suck it. I looked down at her. She looked at me with a smile and contented look. When she, almost stepping on my lower jaw, put the leg, I, like the last one, began to lick and release from the strap. Looking up from her, I took the leg in my hands and raised it. At that moment, she sharply grabbed the leg and, laughing, pulled her to her.

“Now sit down and check your“ right ”homework. You yourself will look for mistakes there, it is more useful than I will point you to them myself, and then you will forget about them.

She always used to say that when she found some mistakes with me. And she always spoke with a smile. Never, even if I made serious mistakes, she didn’t raise her voice at me, but on the contrary did everything with a wide, kind smile, as if this was a funny mistake. It was also this time. Although this time I didn’t have the mood to look at the textbook and look for mistakes that are not there. But I still buried in the textbook, to at least somehow distract. She got up and began to do something, but I did not tear myself away from the textbook. Then she threw something on the table. I looked and saw that they were small, nice panties. Thong She sat back and put her legs on my feet, stumbled on the trunk. At that moment, it almost exploded.

- If you want, you can free yourself. I do not need to be shy. What are you so constrained to communicate with me? Relax, ”she said playfully, pawing.

As I could not hold back, I got up and completely undressed. I felt very unaccustomed, standing naked in front of the teacher. And this feeling even more turned me on.

- Ooh ... how do you love me, - Oksana flashed her eyes with an approving smile, looking at my stomach.

Then I sat down. She also put her legs just already on naked me. Her legs began to rub slowly about my dick, driving me completely crazy.

- You like it? She said passionately.

- Highly!

- Wrong!

- Yes, it's so hot and pleasure!

- Right! - Oksana laughed.

Her legs were smooth, soft and slightly wet from the fact that I myself licked them. Then she clamped the penis between the two legs and began to drive from the top to the bottom, leading me to a real orgasm that I began to moan. She did all this with a playful smile. She raised my legs for my penis, that I slightly rose up. The member was aiming for the table. She pushed the English textbook to where the projectile was supposed to go. In shaking and agony the member shook, and from it poured a lot of white liquid, a lot of sperm, splashing almost the entire textbook. I fell exhausted into a chair. Oksana took the textbook, got up and approached me. Now her face was close to mine, that I could even feel her cheek. It was so good that the member did not even want to relax. Before us was a textbook spattered with sperm. She brought him closer to our faces, and we both began to lick off all that drained from him. Authors, cover - I saw all this before my eyes. I pushed my tongue far, like her. And our tongues often ran across each other in contact. She has an elastic, pleasant tongue. Next to her, I was pleased to take even this. And even such a liquid seemed sweet.Having completed the job, she put the textbook aside and sat down in her place.

- Well. You deserve the top five. Now you enjoy getting fives?

- Yes! - I confirmed.

- But where is the red pen? - In confusion, she began to drive her hands in search of the pen that lay in front of her. What will I be ... and here it is ...

She took a pen and began to drive through the textbook, without touching it, imitating in movements that she did not write

- She does not write! - She exclaimed.

At that moment, I looked at the legs, which were tanned and bright, glittered so that it seemed that all the light was reflected in them.

She spread her legs wide apart, exposing her shaved triangle. Five to ten centimeters from the crotch were visible folds of tights on both legs. Her kitty was red, the color of which resembled the flesh of a watermelon, enticing. It was visible reflections from moisture, it was wet. As I then wanted to lick all the juice.

- Make her write. - the teacher said with a smile. Will you do

- Yes.

- Say "yes, my love!"

- Yes, love.

The teacher dipped the handle on the remaining sperm and put the opposite end in the pussy, pointing with her hands what to do. While I got on my knees, she ran her hand along the handle.

I leaned over and began to suck, lick the handle, forcing her to sway. Then the handle pressed against my throat, and with my lips I took out her pussy, kissing it. Do not forget about the pen, which I shook his tongue. The teacher moaned, stroking her breasts through the blouse. Ten minutes later, she was almost screaming from the orgasm. She abruptly pulled out the pen, thereby pulling it out of my mouth. Then I finally pressed my face to the vagina. In the shaking of the blissful triangle a pleasant, sweet liquid flowed out, which I held in my mouth to taste and swallow.

Calming herself, she stroked my head like a baby. And I began to gently lick the tongue already everything I wanted - all the queen's pussy. After some time, unexpectedly, but it was very pleasant for me to see another liquid that flowed stronger and more than before. A strong, warm and tasty stream filled my mouth, which I barely had time to swallow. When she finished, she got up and helped me get up.

- Well, deserved.

- Can I continue to study like this? - Getting up, I asked pleadingly.

- If you want, of course.

Standing, she put me in the diary and in the textbook "five". I leaned over again to help her in her shoes. Gently and slowly, she took her foot and put it in her shoe, buttoned it up and watched again how to leave the most expensive legs for me. She was already at the door when she stopped and, without turning around, lifted her skirt, exposing her big, beautiful hips.

“Kiss me good-bye then,” said the teacher coquettishly.

I ran to her and began to kiss the elastic, springy ass. Swiping his lips and wet tongue from side to side and burrowing deep inside her. Then she strained her buttocks and walked away from me, said goodbye and left, and I remained in the apartment all naked.

This was one case. And generally fictional, but pleasant. Since then, she has not forced so deserve the "five". And it was terribly offensive. But still, in order not to expose the teacher and thereby thank her, I began to learn English with triple strength and won a bunch of school competitions.