I learned a kind of lesson. I couldn’t keep them off myself and petted and wetted and squeezed on them at my waist…slow movement, squeezing, releasing, my little lips and fingers, I was breathing in deeply, flexing, lying back on the bed, that rude, rough boy, I had escaped in time…in time for this! XXX I avoided that rude boy after the time in the alley. I didn’t feel dirty at all. The teacher would hit my bottom and then rest his hand on me, moving it around, like soothing the skin he had hit and then spanking me again, smoothing again. He could have fucked me…could have… He could have fucked me…could have… Sexy. I had the nicest breasts in class, I knew that, I wondered if I was first in the class between my legs…it sure felt like I was…UH! …the hands were stroking me
