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He unhooked her black lace bra and she ripped it off and threw it across the room like it hurt to wear it.

He pinched her nipples one at a time, and then licked circles around the little hard nubs with his tongue.

When he was standing, he would try to avoid looking in her direction, but she made it so difficult, what with the way she sucked on the tip of her pen, or the way she gazed at his package, or the way her bra strap would fall off her shoulder at just the right moments. He turned around to pick his things up off his desk and gather his composure only to feel two small hands wrap around his torso and slide over his hips and thighs. Velasquez crashed his mouth into hers and held her body tight against him like she might run away if he let go.

He grabbed her thick ass with his hands and her little feet came off the floor a little, but his strong arms wouldn't let her fall.

Her entire body shuddered as she screamed his name. Her pussy was so tight and wet on his mouth – he couldn't wait to shove his cock into her.

"You're going to have to let me go sweetie," he told her. He kissed a line from her lips to the little hollow between her breasts, which he squeezed through her bra with his big, rough hands.

Rosia Martinez was 18 years old and she walked into her seventh period classroom late every day. Velasquez was a pushover, so he never did anything about it. She was one of those really short girls that looked tall – she stood at 5'1" but seemed 5'10", even to Mr.

Velasquez, who was well over 6 feet and normally very self-assured.

Her skin was golden brown and her wavy black hair fell to the middle of her back. She always smiled as she came in late, amusing herself with a little game – teasing her teacher with her short skirts, ample breasts, and lack of panties.

Her face was always confident with a sly half-smile and long, batting eyelashes, but her demeanor was never rude. Today her hips swayed seductively back and forth as she passed his desk and bent forward in front of him to pick up a pen she had "dropped." Mr.

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