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I decided to try and convince him I was not offended. His face remained borderline purple as he stood as if frozen in front of me.

I wiped my other hand off on one of his pant legs and held one of his hands with both of. I realized I had to do something to make the boy feel okay and to loosen him up. I grabbed one of his hands in each of my female teacher sex stories, and in a demonstration of sheer force, I tugged his hands towards me.

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I watched as his face dropped from near-purple to dark red to light red to pink and finally to white as all the blood drained from it. After relishing in the moment for nearly half a minute with neither of us moving, I finally spoke.

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His hands stopped when he felt the clip. I could see John roll his eyes towards the ceiling as he was obviously concentrating very hard on removing my bra. Unfortunately, he was not having much success. I tried to stay still as John tried to unhook it, but I occasionally jerked a bit as he pulled a little too hard, causing the bra to dig into my. Heck, even I barely female teacher sex stories, I was enjoying his efforts so.

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I quickly undid his belt, unbuttoned his pants, and pulled female teacher sex stories his zipper while John continued to play with my boobs. It took little effort from there to get them to fall around his ankles, skinny as he. I brought my hands up to his sides as John tried to kick his shoes and pants off his feet while still standing and fondling my chest.

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We simply stood looking at each other for awhile. John left his arms at his sides, but his eyes were again locked on my tits. My eyes, for the most part, were locked on his large bulge. On one of these glances, I noticed John quickly lick his lips.

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John gasped, followed by a moan as I brought my hands to his ass and pulled myself down his dick. With his large cockhead hitting the back of my throat, there was still at least two inches of his shaft outside my mouth.

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