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After about 10 minutes he sat on the chair and kept talking. After a while he gave us an exercise to do and as I started it I looked up and saw where he was looking. My knees had been closed up until then, but as soon as I saw him looking they opened. Not a lot at first, but as he kept looking, my knees kept opening until they were about a foot apart. I got on with the exercise but kept looking up whenever no one was asking him a question. He certainly wasn’t as shy as he’d been the previous week. Someone at the back asked him another question and he had to go and show them something. As he got up and walked passed me I couldn’t help noticing that not only wasn’t he limping, he didn’t have a limp dick either, and there was quite a bulge in the front tight of his jeans. It looked quite painful. By then I’d realised that he had found his confidence and was out to enjoy himself as much as I was. I was as excited as his bulge told me he was and I could feel my juices seeping out of me. Just flashing him wasn’t enough, especially as he was blatantly staring at my pussy and little gold rings. I wanted to see how far I could go before he got embarrassed again. I shuffled my chair right under the desk. If I’d had a longer skirt on it would have risen up. As it was my bare backside was on the wooden chair. I let my left hand drop onto my leg whenever it wasn’t needed on the keyboard. Every so often I’d reach down and pull one of mature my rings or flick my clit. The first time I did it Peter did a double take. The second time his head moved down towards me masturbation a bit. After I finished the exercise there was a gap while some of the slower students caught up. I used that time to ‘toy’ with my clit and rings. I wasn’t actually frigging, but close to it. Peter was Hardcore mesmerised and missed a couple of questions. One of the old men had to repeat himself louder, to get Peter to snap out of his trance. The lesson went on in a similar way and I was finding it difficult trying to type with my right hand whilst playing with my clit black cock with my left hand. It’s not the actual typing; it’s concentrating enough to know what to type. By the time the lesson was nearly over I was getting close to cumming. There was no way that I wanted to leave without actually cumming in front of the teacher so when Peter said that there was just one more little thing to do before we all went home, I went for it. Just after Peter had finished telling everyone what he wanted them to do, I came. I shut my eyes, squeezed my mouth lips shut, and went over the edge. Somehow I managed to keep quiet and I don’t think that anyone realised what was happening – other than Peter. When I opened my eyes and looked at him his eyes were locked on my pussy. When I coughed a bit he looked up at my face. I smiled and he went bright red. At the end of the lesson Peter asked me to stop back for a minute. As I waited for everyone else to leave I was wondering if he was going to try and hit on me. In a way he did, he asked Big Dick me if I’d go for a BigCock drink with him. I lied and told him that my husband was waiting outside for me. The next couple of weeks were very similar to the third week. Peter kept sitting on the chair in front of me, but his walking limp had gone. I kept teasing him. After a bit of experimentation I managed make one out of old clothes. Both women accepted happily. Tanya told Hardcore Big Dick me she did not tell black cock her husband. She looked hot, but a little under dressed – even for a casual lunch in the garden. woman. But then she thought of BigCock his mature strong, hard cock, how good it had felt to masturbation be inside her and how she had cum twice in the past half hour. Charles sat down and Bridget stroking his face. She was already starting to get to her feet. I have not put any hiring freeze on. Though drunkenness would certainly be a factor. “I am most sorry to disturb you Miss Mores.