I still do not know today, what compelled me to knock on that door, that one knock that changed my whole life. She sucked ever last drop of come out, before getting up and watching me regain my senses. Sex Baker began to moan like crazy and squirmed around a bit. There were a few unlit candles, she had put near her desk, and I took the liberty to light like five or six of them. I turned her around, and pushed her against the board. I would make any excuse to go back to the class just so I could get some one on one time with her, she did not seem to mind, and I loved it. None of the boys ever thought of her in any other way other then just another teacher, but I was different she was just wonderful. I always was bad at math, and surprisingly Ms. Baker grabbed it but could not fit her fingers around the entire thing. Ms. We used to have these little subject nights at our school, like science night to display our science projects to parents and students, history night to do the same for our history projects, and so forth. She rubbed my shaft through my boxers, and all I could do was moan.
