He blinked several times. Alex starting moving up and down the dildo, desperate for release. Indian hot xxx His bag was slung over his shoulder, covered in mud. —
Alex ran into his house, knowing his parents wouldn’t be back from work till five. Just wondered.” he lied. “No maths teacher,” he informed them. His computer was loading. As he slowly lowered the dildo deeper into his bowels, he began to masturbate, rubbing his dick with vigorously, powerful movement. Alex hurriedly averting his eyes to the sheet of paper on his desk, pretending to read. He stared at the boy for several moments, which stretched into hours in his mind. “Morning Sir.”
Alex felt his dick stir in his pants because of the Scottish voice. He reached into his wardrobe, digging past his clothes and found the vibrating dildo he hid in there. He smiled back, about to respond, but the piercing glared of his teacher fell upon him. “Oh yes. “Don’t worry about it.”
Alex watched him retreat. “Morning” said Ian, who was Welsh and had moved to Hillburys Senior School two years ago. His computer was loading. His voice was breaking – shifting from it’s high-pitched boyhood into a deeper man’s voice.
