My time at high school and my history teacher

My time at high school and my history teacherI am pretty sure I am the only one that misses there high school days , granted they (for me) were only a year ago but still. If you’ve seen my pictures you’ll see why I was popular with the biys. Now a, all my school uniform was a white shirt , tie and a skirt (for nthe girls only that would just be creepy)and I would never wear underwear so the boys opposite me saw my pussy and ass under my skirt , then during break and lunch I would pull random boys into the toilets and make them pay about £5 to make me strip by the end of bostancı escort the year I had over £1000 . This carried on for about 14 months.When my history teacher overheard some boys talking about me and what happened he came over to my house to talk about what happened , since my parents were still at work , we sat on the sofa and he said what I was doing was wrong and wads position, I noticed imp glancing down had my chest and realised my nipples were showing through my tank top and his crotch was starting to bulge. I pulled the sancaktepe escort straps off my shoulders and pulled the top down to reveal my bear breast . I could see his cock trying to rip out his trousers so I reached over to zip them down , He reached over to stop me taking his cock out but I grabbed it and placed it on my ass , which I was only wearing a pair of booty shorts. I pulled his cock out and wanked him off and he rubbed my ass and pussy until we both cummed. After a little breather he took all his clothes off and zeytinburnu escort I took mine off , he stood up I put my arms around his neck and jumped up , propping myself on his cock .I started gyrating as he walked to my room trying so hard not to just slam me against the wall and fuck me there. When he opened my bedroom door he rushed to my bed and flopped me on to it and furiously pounded his huge 8inch cock in my 17 yo pussy. After about 2 hours of fucking , blowjobs , hand jobs and anal my parents got home and my teacher quickly ran out via my bedroom window. The next day at school he greeted me with a wink and gave me my homework jotter. I was horrible at history so all my previous homework’s were C and Ds but this one was an A+ (which was odd as I had missed questions out) and beside it was a note saying “keep up the good work , see me at lunch for an award”.[user][/user]