Mich….. Desi xxx She just let me do it. Now it was happening again, only way hotter now with Mich. He whispered breathlessly: (“….I love you Tami. I pulled him up on me and pushed his shorts down. “Ms. He now held my hand with both his hands. He said: “I don’t want to get in trouble…but, go ahead. I was drawing the picture in my head and arranged it just right. I‘m sorry if I did anything wrong.”)
I took the pictures and put them in my note book. I wrapped my fingers around his erection and my trembling hand guided it in me. Those hot pictures of me and his hands kept looming up in my mind. Our smiling at each other for those long moments was a classic time for our memories, and we both knew it. He was one student I didn’t mind taking a look up my dress.
