I want to see you in my room after school. Got it?" "Yeah... I do..." "Be there, Mr. Turner." She glared down at him. Greg muddled through the rest of... the day, incessantly worrying about seeing Ms. Sin after school. The final bell rang all too soon. Greg knew what he had to do. He walked through the halls like they were his last steps, sighing heavily at the door to Ms. Sin's classroom. Ms. Sin was sitting at her desk grading papers like the last time Greg was here. This time though she looked. Carefully he places his hand on my breast and then I feel something wet. His tongue is circling and flicking my nipple which causes it to become more erect. I feel his eyes looking up at me making sure I do not stir but I have no intention on moving, not yet anyway. I feel his hand trail down my stomach and pause slightly before his fingers reach my pussy finally. They glide over the smooth silky skin and then I feel his whole hand rub me. I then feel a finger slide between my pussy lips and. All she could see was an arm next to her head. It was a hairy arm, very hairy, almost too hairy for a man; suddenly she felt something rubbing against her vagina. She was very wet from her dreams of having sex with Athena, Apollo, Poseidon and Zeus. “No please, don’t do this” she begged. He was breathing hard and heavy. He gave out a growl of confusion. As he put the tip of his penis on her entrance she closed her eyes. Wishing she would wake up from this bad dream and continue pleasing gods. . Running my hands up his legs, all while cleaning each and every toe, sucking on it like it was a sign of my oral gratification to come. The feel of his hand on the top of my head while I steady clean his feet after a long hard day, smelling the scent of overworked. And what of my hard day, what would come of it? Pulled up and over his knee, I feel my day unfold with every stroke of his hand across my bare bottom. The sting of his ringed fingers, across my taunt butt. Over and over again,.