“Buddyyyyy” she groaned. Amateur porn He was actually working pretty hard to keep his dick from spurting himself. Ohhh my . … There was no flirting, no lash-covered glances, and no posturing. She had made a habit of buying the flimsiest panties, all of lace and silk, many of them in the thong style. He had become their big brother and could get them to do almost anything with very little effort. The only way she could get loose was to pull hard enough on the chain of her priceless heirloom necklace to break it. He raised his voice again and thundered “DO YOU UNDERSTAND?” A couple of the kids sniffled but some more nodded their heads. She turned around, her straining breasts brushing across his chest. He’d have to climb on top of her to do that. Class was over and she and Buddy were planning the next day’s activities. But it took two weeks before she would settle for only one. Over the next month she came to depend on him for a lot, and he did almost as much of the actual teaching as she did.
