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Parent teacher night

Parent-teacher night is sometimes my favorite day with my students and the things they have been working on so far this year. Some of the parents are so fun and enthusiastic about what is going on. This year was interesting, to say the least. I was waiting for my next set of parents when a man walked by looking confused. I walked out into the hallway and asked what he was looking for. I think I gave him a concerned look because he said is the father of one of my students and he wasn’t sure where to go. “Oh yes, I’m your son’s teacher, Ms. Whitney.” He was happy he found where he needed to be and quickly came into the classroom and sat in the student’s desks. I had nothing but great things to say about his son. A model student, creative all that stuff to make a Dad proud. Then I had to break the bad news. “Your son likes to take his cock out and wiggle it at the girls in the class.” He got a confused look and then we both broke out into hysterics laughing. He said he would talk to his son, but added that he could hardly blame his son for having such a hot teacher.

Fantasy phone sex

I smiled and told him “Well it’s been a little bit since I’ve gotten laid, what do you think?” I didn’t even finish the sentence and he was already half undressed. “Apple doesn’t fall far from the tree does it?” and we laughed again. Suddenly he was unbuttoning my shirt, flicked open my front closing bra and had my skirt hiked up to my waist. He turned me around and asked if I was ready. “Fuck yes, give me that cock,” I said and all at once he rammed his cock into my tight fuckhole. He grunted with the thrust and whispered that I was so tight and wet. “Fuck me hard, fuck me really hard and cum inside me.” He had no problem with that at all and started to fuck me hard, I could hear my own wetness squirting against his cock with every thrust into me. When he started to cum I thought it would get the attention of the whole building but I didn’t care I was cumming too. Quickies give me a squirting orgasm and this time was no different. We came pretty hard, smoothed ourselves out, shook hands and parted ways. My kind of fuck/parent-teacher conference.


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