Isabelle’s lower lip trembled. Her arousal threatened to overwhelm the nervousness she felt as she stared at the tent in his pants. ‘I think you’re just saying sorry because you’re a naughty little schoolgirl slut.’ Isabelle let out a low moan, and her nipples visibly stiffened under her shirt. Mr Edwards grinned. She Blonde Deepthroat gets off on it… he realised. ‘Please, Sir. I don’t know how I can…I’ve never...’ her voice trailed off as he unbuckled his belt, and began to run his hands through her hair. ‘Prove it, Isabelle. Prove you’re sorry…’ She looked up at him - he was facing forwards, his eyes closed. Her eyes were glazed over as she stared as if everything was out of focus. She felt all control melting away, her ability to rationalise slipping, dripping away out of her warm, needy pussy. Why would Darius tell me not to...not to touch it...doesn’t he know how...horny and...wet I am… as if by instinct her hips shuffled forwards. He stepped towards her and her high pitched breathing quickened, her innocent doe eyes staring at the outline of his erection. With trembling fingers she reached up and slowly unbuckled each button on his trousers. Each digit Blonde Sucking felt as sensitive as her nipples, rubbing against the fabric with each deep breath. Oh my….am I really going to do this? blonde blowjob But what about Darius...will he mind? All thoughts were pushed out of her mind as a feeling of raw passion and sexual curiosity took control. She gripped the top of his trousers, hooking her fingers around his underwear, and pulled down. Mr Edwards could scarcely believe his luck; he looked down at the hormone-riddled teenage slut before him. An undeniably gorgeous specimen was crouched, half-naked in front of his desk, undoing his trousers, trembling with desire. ‘Oh my God…’ he whispered as his boxers were dragged, blowjob inch by inch, down his legs. With each heartbeat he felt his erection twitch against his underwear. I closed blonde blowjob my eyes as she began to bob her head up and down the blowjob shaft. Jenny: I am Blonde Sucking fine, but a little scared of what dad might say. “Yeah, she tastes sweet, doesn’t she?” I was still laughing. I have lots of stomach pain. Violet kept to herself after that to avoid any trouble, and was told to never see me again! 

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