Who is up here with Mr Hanson? It’s from Henry. I wonder if Mr Hanson enjoys sending her to get things from the bottom drawer of his filing cabinet? Then I hear it, the sound of voices somewhere below us. Then a belt jingling and Mr Hanson’s trousers pool around his ankles. I was pleasantly surprised with my experience with the school uber-nerd, Henry. Occasionally my finger sinks deep inside me, and I stroke the top of my love canal, where my secret G-spot resides. Henry is a surprisingly good kisser! But part of the reason it was so good is that you made the experience special.” At my doorstep, he tenderly kissed me before leaving to go home. She is less than half his age! That was fun! I know that he is unloading inside of me. “I come up here to run the lights and the curtains when we have plays and events. “Do what? I grab his pants and boxers and slide them down to his knees.
