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Neighbourhood Training Scheme

Date: 8/31/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Author: dogsnstuff, Rating: 86.7, Source: sexstories.com

peppered with grey, his strong chin a bit shaded with stubble. His body wasn’t hard and cut but you could tell he had muscle under a thin layer of good living fat. He dressed in a creased, fashionable way in a suit with an open neck shirt, but it was the way he could twist his tongue around words that had me excited. I knocked on the door and waited as he held up a hand, finished his marking and then looked up.’ I opened the door and came in. I held up my text books from several years ago and put them on the back shelves then took the magazines up to him. He watched as I walked, checking out my breasts, perky and in an easily undone bra and my arse. I stood in front of him as he sat back, leaning back on his seat, resting his hands on his thighs so I ended up looking straight at his crotch. I put the magazines on his desk and asked how he was and if he was missing me. He responded by asking if I had enjoyed the party and then asked if I went to the park often. “No, no, I don’t.” He said he had caught a glimpse of me as I was getting out of the car. If he hadn’t been jogging with his dog then he would’ve come over to see me but he had kept running. I had been yelling, obviously upset about something so he had felt bad not coming over. I paused, suddenly aware of the fact that I had no knickers on. I had assumed that he had seen me in all my glory, fingering myself to an orgasm as I leaned against the car but he had merely glimpsed me. I took a deep breath. All he could do is ... get upset and send me on my way. “I had one of the soccer boys trying to feel me up and then yelling at me when I told him not to.” “Ah, teenager boys,” he laughed. “Yes, all that fumbling and all they want is me to take their cock in my mouth or fuck me until they cum. They don’t care about me, they don’t want to spread my pussy lips and lap up my juices.” I could feel my nipples as they became erect and I could see a physical reaction from him. I kick off my sandals and moved around to sit on his desk in front of him. “A man would know that is what I want.” I stretched my legs out and with my knees still locked together put a foot on each arm rest, controlling the direction of his chair. “A man would know that if I took his cock down my throat, if I licked his balls as he spunked over my face then he should eat my juicy little cunt. I parted my knees and gave him an uninterrupted view of my bald mound and slick, pink lips. “Chris, what are you doing?” I took my eyes off his face and glanced at his groin. His penis had shifted position and was beginning to tent the front of his suit pants. He put his hands on my feet, preparing to move them from his chair. “I think you know what I’m doing,” I moved my right foot to rest high on his thigh, using my toes to feel around in his pants, gently touching the swollen shaft of his penis. “The question is, what are you going to do?” He ran a hand up my leg, over my knee and down my thigh. He reached my smooth mound and his fingers ran ...