After a few minutes, her breathing slowed, and Miss Goodsey opened her eyes again, looking down at me, again with that playful smile. Xnxx “It’s a good essay, but work on it a bit more tonight. My heart was beating so hard and fast, I felt dizzy. She took the paper from me, moved to her desk, and bent over the paper, skim-reading through the essay. Rubbing her tits, I felt her breathe in slightly. Miss Goodsey convulsed, and I could feel her chasm flooding once more with pussy juice. Straightening up, she turned to me, and looking up into my eyes, placed her hand over the bulge in my trousers. I summoned all my courage, and brushed my hand lightly over it, immediately pulling my hand back after, and waiting for the inevitable shouting. Needless to say, I failed. Evidently she was enjoying this too. Evidently she was enjoying this too. “It’s a good essay, but work on it a bit more tonight.
