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“Trust me.” I told her, “What you’re going to be doing for me will be perfect for during the game.” I then grabbed her by her ponytail and bent her over the couch. “Please don’t…” she began but I cut her off with a dark look. I admired her breasts for a second before leaning back on the couch. Bayer, my math teacher was beckoning me towards her classroom. As my softening cock slowly slipped from her mouth, I looked at my teacher, her chin and tits covered in saliva and cum she had failed to swallow. I proceeded to tie her hands behind her back with some rope I had gotten ready. After a few seconds, I could feel warm air on my crotch as she finally figured out how to get labored air through her nose.
