The were four groups of two rows. ‘shit’ I thought. Sex My eyes drifted down to a sheet of paper Jon was writing on. Mr.C wasn’t fat but big boned and had more muscle than fat. “Damn” I moaned. It was so large, making a pertruding spot in his jeans. I knew he was a good man, I had just hate him because he was always so sarcastic. He ripped off his shirt with one hand to reveal abs. He was about 6feet and 2 inches. I moved my hand to find his hard dick. No stop” I said. I had sweatpants on so I could feel his hand rubbing my shaven pussy. He let go and I knew what that meant. I fought him to get out, squeezing every way I can. After 5 minutes of exceeding pleasure from his hand he slipped his dick into me. I trembled and looked to him, then saw the bulge in his pants. The blinds on the windows were all shut because of the movie, now I was getting worried. I slid the paper over to my desk and picked my pencil up. I think its hot you were staring at me so intensly. Suddenly he removed my hand and drew his hand between my legs. “That’s fine” Mr.C told Jon and walked up to
