The stylus writing on the globe. My brow furrowed. That shouldn't be there. I shifted in my chair. Apps didn't just reinstall themselves. Did they? Was this my son's doing? He was into computers as well as drawings. He took every computer class offered by Rainier Christian. My friend, Bob Miller, always spoke highly of my son's talent at it. Maybe this was a prank. Feeling Evita's eyes on me, I lifted my phone. I should talk to the girl, but these days... It wasn't safe for a male staff member to be alone with any student, especially not a vivacious nineteen-year-old with such round breasts and flirty smile. My heart thundered. The scratch of pencils sounded louder. Kyleigh's wheezing breath, brought on by her morbid obesity, hissed over and over. I tried not to think of Evita's creamy skin. How young and tight she was. The way Hardcore Linda was. Not that my wife wasn't sexy, but no amount of exercise could compete with amateur a nineteen-year-old in her prime. In my mind, Evita undid another button, showing off a hint of her bra. It would be something naughty. Something inappropriate for even a public university, let alone a private Christian one. No, no, don't teen think about that. I tapped the icon. The app loaded. Every sound in the room ended. No more scratch of pencils. No more chugging, strained breaths. No more creaking seats as students fidgeted. I looked up to see... “Holy shit!” I gasped at the naked woman standing across my desk from me. She was a strange mix of young, vulnerable innocence and whorish, vampish sexuality. I lick swallowed as my eyes flicked from her firm, conical breasts that were at eye level, to her face framed by her ethereal, blonde fetish hair. She had plump lips, the type for kissing and sucking, and large, purple eyes that shone with a kind of virginal curiosity, a hunger newly awakened to the world. “W-who are you?” I asked, my eyes flicking down now. Past those small, firm tits topped by pink nipples to the smooth sleekness of her stomach that led down to the hairless V of her pubic mound. That’s all I allowed on the first thrust. lick We will have a lot of late-night meetings, and some weekends we will fetish go off together teen and do our thing. Taking a deep breath Cathy calmed placing the laptop back in its holder. She was cute. What are you saying?” You both order a couple of drinks and get talking. I do not need amateur to ask if you liked it and perhaps, I felt a little triumph that you had enjoyed something you previously had not. “Yes, yes, fill me!” howled Evita. He hit the big red head over the back of the head with a sock full of pennies. I flicked on the TV Hardcore in my bedroom. "Harder!" mom called from next to us "Fuck your sister harder!" she ordered me, and I started ramming my cock into Mia's pink hole with everything I had. don’t tease me like that, please! "Mmmm…" Sally seemed to have given up trying to talk, and her murmurs were ever more encouragement to me. The stone wall crumbled. I shrugged. She had also started cumming.