All the heroes of the story turned 18 years old.

- Tell me, Tim, and why are you "Liskin"?

- Can I have personal secrets?

- Of course, they can ... Come here.

The young man, who remained in only women's stockings, approached his experienced mistress and, obeying the movements of her hands, knelt down. Hugging his hips, pressed his face to her crotch. Olga was waiting for this, but all the same, she could not resist a sigh, when a warm trembling tongue slid over her lips, persistently trying to penetrate between them, and then expose the sensitive knob at the top of them. Olga threw back her head, put her hands on Tim's shoulders, squeezed them lightly with her fingers: well done, my boy ...

But suddenly she backed off until lust captured her completely.

“Lie down,” she pointed to the bed. - On the back.

Tim obeyed. He looked up excitedly as Olga climbs onto the bed, spreads her legs over him and comes closer to him. Wet lips hung a few centimeters, demanding ajar, like an exotic flower. Olga straightened her torso, looking down from above, then squatted down neatly and moved into a half-sitting position, leaning on her knees. She covered the boy's face with her crotch, but tried not to press him. Tim readily embraced her hips, plunged his tongue into the vagina flowing out of juice. Olga cautiously began to move the pelvis back and forth; every second brought her incomparable pleasure. Yes, and Tim almost went crazy with pleasure, listening to the sweet moans of the teacher. He accepted her rhythm and began to make counter-movements with his tongue and lips. Olga's body trembled, her fingers lightly stroked Tim's shoulder twice - you are super! ... Thus, rhythmically caressing his mistress, the young man in ten minutes made her scream at the height of passion. Olga often brought herself to discharge, half-sitting on her knees, and knew well that the orgasm has some piquant features, if she catches her in this position ... In a word, Tim almost choked when she squeezed her hips, as if trying to keep herself inside. dancing bunny.

- Baby, you can’t even imagine how skillful your language is ... All your future women will simply go crazy, mark my words!

- Olya, well, can I really think about someone other than you? ..

Tochilova looked at Tim's member, who, probably, was shaking like a rocket at the start and was ready to fire at any second.

“Right,” she said. - Because I'm with you, here and now.

With these words, she crawled down, kissing and caressing the body of her young lover, until a member rested her chin, then on the cheek. Taking it into her mouth (yes, that was what she thought about in August on the beach at the lake!), Olga tried so that the boy could not finish as long as possible. She had a good idea of ​​how best to do this by pressing her fingers at the right moments at certain points between the scrotum and anus, and stroking the testicles without falling into the rhythm of her tongue with the movements of her fingers. Olga achieved that Tim moaned and sighed for several minutes, involuntarily throwing up her hips, but Olga set out to torture him sweetly, knowing full well that the tighter the tension of the string, the more resonant it would burst ... having wetted the middle finger of her right hand in it, the woman held them between the young lover's buttocks and with pleasure felt his trembling pleasure. She pressed her finger to the anus and slightly pressed, began to quickly move back and forth with her head, leaning the surface of her tongue against the underside of the head with the bridle.Tim loudly sighed, slightly relaxed the buttocks (the woman’s finger went into the phalanx immediately inside), then convulsively twitched her hips, and after a few seconds with a short cry, released a powerful charge, filling Olga’s mouth with sperm and clearly felt characteristic vibrations inside the penis boys

“And what they say that it is supposedly unpleasant? - she thought. - Yes, not a cream souffle. But I am not in the pastry shop in the end I am ... “Driving my tongue over the gums, Tochilova suddenly felt terribly want to sit down at the computer right now, call Lena on the link and inform her about what she had just done, and about what feels taste in his mouth.

She raised herself, crept forward and up, lifting her face above Tim's face. Smiled at him. Pearl drops of sperm hung from her lower lip and chin.

- You said that you will do everything for me? - semi-affirmatively asked Olga. - Kiss Me.

Tim struggled with himself for a second. And he won himself. Pulling Olga's face to his, he parted his lips, ran his tongue into her mouth, and so they kissed for a long time, fencing with tongues. To say that she liked this attraction is a little sin against the truth. Olga came to him with incredible delight - she had never practiced anything with anyone.

(and not the fact that I will practice with someone else ...)

Stroking Tim's legs, covered with her stockings (which caused quite a vicious lust), Olga recalled with a smile his appearance on her doorstep today. The boy had written on his face that he was either going to drop out of school, or had hijacked someone's Lexus. They began to undress, and Tochilova caught her breath when she saw that the boy had actually fulfilled her request, pulling her stockings under her pants.

(“Do you like it?” He asked at that moment.

“Yes,” she answered only, kissing the boy and taking him as a member, threatening to tear his panties ...)

Now this member was relaxed, but gradually increased readiness. Olga slightly accelerated this process with light movements of her hand, and when the boy almost regained her strength for the next approach to take-off, she got out of bed and, slyly smiling, went to the closet.

“You still promised that you would obey me in everything,” said Tochilova, removing from the shelf an object consisting of several straps, vaguely resembling either a harness, or an instrument of torture. Tim looked with mild anxiety over the actions of the class teacher. She deftly (for practicing in advance) fastened the straps on her hips, showing Tim how it looks. And it looked quite sexy and symmetrical; in front, where men should have a member, there was something like a peculiar attachment. Probably, Tim guessed what it is (the students are now very advanced), and Olga did not need to arrange a long intrigue. Taking a dildo from the same bodily color shelf - relatively short, not too thick and not very hard (much less than a real adult male organ), Tochilova attached it to the device, and showed the slightly straggled boy a typical strapon with which women advanced in erotic delights try on the sexual characteristics of the opposite sex.

- Do you like me? - Olga asked, akimbo, imitating male masturbation.

“You are completely without brakes,” Tim said with admiration and even a slight apprehension in his voice.

- That's right, - Olga smiled. - I'm very depraved. Like most women really. Get ready, baby.

- What are you going to do?

- Like what? I intend to fuck you. And you only have to choose in what position. Either you stay on your back, as it is now, and you raise your legs to see the whole process, or you turn over on your tummy and give me your ass without looking ... If I were you, I would choose the first option, but anyone would like me ...

Taking a tube with intimate gel, Olga squeezed a fair amount of shiny lubricant onto the dildo and spread it across its surface.

- Well, apparently, you stay as you lie ...- said Tochilova and climbed on the bed. Tim, without saying a word, raised and spread his legs.

- Well done, honey ... - Olga coos, stroking his thighs and firmly standing organ. Squeezing another gel on the middle finger of her right hand, she touched the back of the guy (buttocks involuntarily shuddered and clenched) ....