My teacher my man Safado.

Hi, my name is Larissa, I'm 18 years old, I'm a brunette with curly hair at shoulder height 1.62 m tall 56 kg. What I'm going to tell you happened last year. I was in high school attending history class. My teacher is very handsome he has brown skin with blond hair and green eyes he is very handsome. And when he arrives in high school riding on his powerful motorcycle all the students of the high school sighed for him. His name is Gustavo. Well he always gave me special attention and I always liked him both as a man and as a teacher. He lives in a neighborhood near mine I always see him passing on Sundays. We went to test and on this day he was wearing tight jeans and a black shirt, he was. The tight jeans marked the most contour of his body but not in a vulgar way, he showed thick thighs and his beautiful member was well demarcated. It was all the more reason for all the girls to be attracted to him, but finally the test was made, and even before they all gave in, he was already correcting. But finally when the lesson was over he told me to wait in the classroom that he wanted to talk to me ... I was thinking and anxious, and then my classmates were dismissed, almost all the classes were leaving, and I was there waiting for the teacher. My class was all dismissed and I stayed with him in the classroom. He sat down at his desk and asked me to sit very close to him to talk. I was nervous because I like him very much, I was attracted to him. That's how he looked me in the eyes and said that I needed to improve my grades a lot and that he could help me, I was not sure what to say because I was caught by surprise, but still stuttering I asked how he could help me. - Well you know nothing is free, but we just need to make a deal! I agree, Professor. I asked around. - Yeah, nothing you can't live up to. - Well teacher I can't afford private lessons? But tell me, what can I do to not miss this school year? That's how I asked what the deal was, but he just said I had to take it before he could tell me what it was and I had to keep it a secret. - Out of fear of missing the year I asked him about the deal and he said yes. - That's when he looked at me, stroked my face and said he wanted me to be his, that he'd been hitting on me for so long, that even trying to find out where I lived, he'd already done it. I was dumb with surprise and I didn't answer, because I didn't know if I was scared because he liked me or surprised because finally my dream would come true. We stared at each other for a while and he pulled me into his arms and kissed me, a sweet and gentle kiss like the kisses of people in love. -I kissed him back and snuggled up in his arms. That's when he asked me if I'd make it to his house by the end of the afternoon. I nodded my head in agreement. - Then we kissed again. I told him to stop because someone could see us and wanted trouble with the school board, neither for me nor for him. - He smiled and said he liked danger, that adrenaline was pleasurable. But we stopped, he gave me his address, and I left without even looking back. -I went home determined to go meet my teacher, not for the grades, but for the teenage passion I had always nurtured for him, now I wanted to become a woman in the broad sense of the word I wanted was sex. - At 5:00 p.m. sharp, I arrived at your house, bathed in stink and shaved. As soon as I walked in, he embraced me and with a smile said that he was looking forward to seeing me. He unbuttoned my blouse and began to feel my breasts. Before long, he was sucking me dry with pleasure. That's how good it was, I moaned softly and he sucked me more willingly. -After a while he took me to a couch then he sat me down he sat on the carpet and was lifting up my skirt, he passed his hand on my panties he was caressing my pussy that was already melodious with a lot of horny. That's when he leaned on my body and started sucking me, I moaned and called him a dirty little teacher. He called me a whore little nymphet, my alumina bastard. And then he started kissing my melon, and sucking my clitoris, touching my breasts and calling them beautiful, sticking my whole tongue in the toilet I moaned and howled like a cat in the heat. That's when I exploded in an intense mockery Gustavo did not stop sucking me and always said obscene words saying that he would kill me for mocking. It was and was and delicious mocking in his sweet mouth, but the best was still asking for, when I came to sit at 4 on the couch that had a little surprise for me. Of course I was curious, but he didn't say anything, so I waited while she left the room, leaving me to wait, but then I heard his footsteps when he came back. Ai asked me to close my eyes he came up to me, put a blindfold on me, holds me by the face and stands in front of where I am, holds firmly in my hair and speaks in an authoritative voice. Suck my cock bitch, do you like milk? So come suck hot on your stallion, I had hardly heard your orders I began to suck his dick like a desperate, despite being with a blindfold I realized that it was shaved, smelly and that it was very thick his dick, I sucked as I always wanted it was there that my teacher sucker punched mercilessly his dick in my mouth, there were moments that I even choked, there he stopped then half mercilessly there I enjoyed with one of my hands slimy beat until tasty mockery. It was there that he took his stick out of my mouth turned me on the couch came up and started to fuck me I roared and began to moan loudly until we both joked. My teacher Gustavo was stuck on me for a long time. He caressed my whole body, spoke affectionate words said that it was as he always imagined there the time was passing, his stick did not soften there he took out from inside my bucket still tense, lay on the couch and taking off my bandage dragged me on it. It was there that we started a new climb, I galloped on his stick like a real amazon. That climb and descent very lightly. I enjoyed shaking my body almost being in transit. It was there that he took control of the situation took possession of my body as if it was my master, and macho man, sitting on the top of his bucket, said that it was as he had always imagined there the time was passing, his stick did not soften there he took out from inside my still taut bucket, lay down on the couch and dragged me up on it. It was there that we began a new climb, I galloped on his stick like a true amazon. Then we got together and got dressed and he gave me a ride home so after that day I never stopped fucking him, even though I was jealous of the girls at school I tried to act natural because I knew that when he left school it was for my whites that he came. It's been four years, I've graduated, we're married and we're very happy. It was difficult at first but when you love the barriers are not obstacles to be happy: Well then I'll tell the rest of our adventures that were not few. I hope you enjoyed it... until next time. Sweet potatoes Follow me on instagram: Sweet as honey stories It's called the Santana Fair, May 14, 2018. The Brazilian Bay.