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She was waiting in the alleyway when Dr. Joseph's car came and picked her up. Her heart was thumping as she slid in, and her skirt scooted up to reveal the golden tan of her tantalizing young thighs and the soft, almost imperceptible down above the knee. Though she had no pubic hairs, oddly enough, she had a fine lint on her upper thighs, too fine to be noticed unless a man had his face right against her flesh. Instead of yanking her skirt down, the lovely girl let it ride up another couple of inches as the teacher's hand fumbled with the ignition key. She saw him staring in hot-eyed desire at her legs and knew she had him. To herself, she thought, I may be uncertain about what to do, but this is one man who will teach me in a hurry.

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"Where are you taking me?" she asked.

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"I believe in absolute comfort when indulging in something like this," he told her. "A car is not the place to fool around, nor do I believe in motels where unwanted presences can suddenly make themselves known. Now, what about your parents?"

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She explained to him about her mother's working late at the elementary school, and the fact that her father never came home until six. He looked at his watch and said, "It's two-thirty. We'll have an hour and a half, which should be more than enough time if you're to get home before your mother."

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"Aren't you driving me home?" she asked.

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"And have the neighbors see my car in front of your house? No, I'll make certain you get home safely, but I won't be the one taking you home. When indulging in something somewhat illegal, as this is, no matter how pleasurable, we must take steps to make certain we're never found out. This is why I had you take the bus to the alleyway," he said.

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He drove through the alleyway to the other side, then made a sharp left, and soon was on a small road Jo Ann knew nothing about.

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"Where are we?" she asked.

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"In a suburb of Carlson," he replied. "Carlson is just next to Colton, and a nice, quiet place."

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He drove for less than ten minutes, pulling off onto a second road, this time a dirt road. He drove for a hundred feet before they were surrounded on both sides by large hedges. Then he made a sharp left, bypassed one small house with a picket fence, drove across barren ground, came to another house, drove around the side, and pressed the button on an automatic garage-door opener.

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"This is home away from home," he replied. "Unless you drive a car and have driven here at least twice by yourself, it would take an uncanny sense of direction to find this place."

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He was right, because Jo Ann knew she had no idea where she was. He drove right into the garage, and as the garage door closed, a light went on.

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He helped her out of the car and they walked into a small kitchen that was used very occasionally. He led her past the living room and directly down the hall to the large master bedroom. Ushering her inside, he said, "Under normal circumstances, if you were older, and I was the one doing the seducing, and I knew you had time, I would make drinks, cause you to relax and be nice and comfy. Unfortunately, time is working against us, and so you'll excuse me if I hurry things a bit."

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"Sure," she nodded, sitting on the edge of the bed as he sat beside her, putting an arm around her. She automatically snuggled against him, feeling very comfortable even though she really didn't know the man at all.

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Jo Ann's heart was beginning to pound all the more rapidly, and she freely admitted to herself that she was not only anxious, but frightened. She was taken totally by surprise when the man bent his head and gave her the first lover's kiss she had ever known, planting it smack-dab on her mouth. It was not a very arousing kiss as far as Jo Ann was concerned, nor was it enjoyable since he seemed to be hurrying everything. He did say they had an hour and a half. Gee! There must be an awful lot to learn in that time.

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A moment later she felt the pressure of his tongue parting her lips, and she decided she liked that a little bit more. In fact, it was downright exciting. The man's probing tongue eeled around in her mouth, titillating her, causing little sparks of electricity to go off inside her, sparks she had never felt before. His tongue wrapped itself around her own lingual digit, taking total possession of her oral cave, rubbing the roof of her mouth as it established its authority.

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Slowly Jo Ann opened her mouth in response to what the man was doing, and little by little her tongue came awake and responded, fencing somewhat unskillfully with his own tongue, but probing at it, nevertheless.

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Dr. Joseph pulled her shoulders forward, then turned her so that she was cradled in his arms with her legs up on the bed. She gasped as she felt the weight of his right hand move slowly to her left breast. It felt so different when a man touched her than when she touched herself. It was so much better, a thousand times better, and titillating bits of static buzzed through her entire nervous system.

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She continued to respond orally, kissing him strongly, thrusting her breast at his caressing hand, letting him know she wanted more. Emboldened he began expertly massaging her young, swelling breasts. She made no effort to stop him and so he lifted his hand and undid the top button on her blouse, then the next button, and soon had her blouse open. All the while she continued kissing him, writhing against him, responding as his hand reached behind her and undid her brassiere. Then his expert fingers slid inside and cupped her tiny breast, the fingers pinching the nipple and making her gasp.

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She finally eased her young lips from his and stared at him, asking, "You won't stop, will you?"

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His breath was already coming in gutturally hoarse gasps as he said to her, "Once a man gets started on something like this, Jo Ann, it would take one helluva lot to make him stop."

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She was silent for a moment, smiling to herself with the knowledge that her young, as yet not fully matured body was enough to arouse this man, and she nodded, saying, "Thank you."

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There was only one light on in the room, a small lamp plugged into a wall socket attached to the light switch, and in that dimness she saw the desire in his eyes. Sitting forward, she slipped her blouse from her arms, then allowed him to pull her brassiere off and toss it on the floor where she would find it, later. Boldly she leaned back a little, thrusting the small golden globes of her breasts, with their pink nipples at the man. The tiny breast points were already erect, making a direct accusation of their condition to the one at whom they pointed. She lay against his arm, then lifted her breasts with both hands, small as they were, as if offering him two apricots to appease the hunger she had caused to be built in him. Not even in her dream had Jo Ann done anything like this before. Not that she was the kind of girl to feel embarrassed at something like this. Still, it made her feel good to know she was having this kind of effect on a grown man who had played with all manner of women ranging from eighteen probably up into their sixties, because it had been rumored he had once been seen with Miss Prudence, a seventy-year-old spinster who until that time had been rumored to have been a virgin all her life. Just what had transpired between the dean and Miss Prudence was never really known, but the woman who had always looked somewhat uncontented before was now walking around wearing a wide smile, and rumor had it she had put the dean in her will for a large chunk of her estate when she died.

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Jo Ann had been nervous at the start, but now that things were getting under way, she was surprisingly calm. Although the man was far more experienced than she, she felt a sense of superiority growing with the knowledge that her body was capable of arousing him. She was certain she would be able to arouse just about any man.

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Something was happening inside her body. She felt it. There was an excitement she had never known before, a throbbing in her veins and a pounding in her chest. Her throat felt dry, and there was suddenly the blossoming of a pulse between her thighs.

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Jo Ann had never felt more alive in her life. Yet, there was that feeling of incompleteness, a longing for something new, different ... something she was unable to define.

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The dean placed his hand on her bare, small sensitive breast, and she felt static electricity charge through her as never before. Nothing she had ever experienced had felt so pleasurable before. She was unable to believe it. It was fabulous! Fantastic! Wonderful! All the self-touching in the world was incapable of making her feel what she was enjoying at this moment. God! It was utterly breathtaking.

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The lovely young girl groaned low in her throat as Dr. Joseph lowered his head and kissed her throat, Then he kissed her lips again, his tongue washing through her mouth as he captured a nipple between his thumb and forefinger and pressed. Sizzling bursts of lust, like blasts from a machine gun, charged through her young, quaking body.

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He was breathing harshly as he kissed her, and she found her own breath matched his in harshness. He pulled his mouth away from hers, and she felt an overwhelming sense of disappointment as he seemingly tried shoving her lovely body from his, off his lap. But the let-down was short lived as she realized he wasn't shoving her away, just making her back off a little so he was able to lower his mouth and put it where his hand had been playing. Surges of rapture charged uncontrollably through the lovely young blonde when she felt his lips seeking, and finally finding her breast. The soft suction, the gentle nibbling on her sensitive nipple made all previous feelings fade into total insignificance.

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"Hunh ... unh ... anh ... oooonh ... ohhhhhh ... " she moaned aloud, aware that here, in this isolated house, she wouldn't have to hide her emotions or keep her shouts of joy hidden. Surges of ecstasy roared through her quaking body as she moaned, "That's wonderful ... that's wonderful ... oh, yesssss ... that's so wonderfulllll ... "

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Now he was seemingly trying to swallow her entire breast, and because it was such a small breast he really had no trouble. The powerful suction of his mouth added to the pressure of the rough, hot edge of his tongue as it washed against her nipple repeatedly was driving her completely out of her mind.

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Jo Ann was so completely lost in what she was feeling, what she had prompted and initiated, it came as a surprise when Dr. Joseph's hand moved with a certain sureness between her tender young thighs beneath her skirt and touched the soddenly damp material that was the crotch of her bikini panties. Instinctively, she clamped her thighs tightly together, trapping his firm hand. The teacher, aware of her reaction, knew she wasn't frightened, but needed to get used to his hand, and for the moment contented himself with merely a gentle rubbing. Jo Ann gasped, aware this was one man who knew what to do and the right way to do it.

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When the older man shifted his body, Jo Ann suddenly became aware of something unusually hard, long, and thick throbbing against her arm which now was pressed into his lap. She felt the anxious little thrusting movements of the man's abdomen, and suddenly realized this was the man's penis, his cock! Good gosh! It was a lot longer and harder than she had ever imagined. Was it possible he actually fitted the full length of something like this into a woman? If so, was she, a young girl, capable of taking it, too?

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As she thought about it, wondering about the next progression in their physical relationship, she abruptly realized something was happening down there between her tantalizing thighs. The teacher had inserted his strong, long middle finger between the elastic of her legband and her body and was pushing the finger deeper so that the ball of it was rubbing against the bare flesh of her pussylips. His finger slid up the length of her pink slash, touching her clitoris, and a ten thousand-volt shock coursed through the young girl's quivering body. Oh God! So this was what it felt like. It was so wonderful she felt an inner sense of anger at her parents for hiding it all from her. Out of defiance, then and there, she determined she would learn anything and everything there was to know to further her education in this field. She had to know ... everything! She had to indulge in everything!

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Without her being aware of it, her legs had been parted that much more by the experienced teacher. She didn't resist when one of her legs slid off the bed onto the floor, leaving her virtually spread-eagled, with her virginal crotch open, unprotected, defenseless and incapable of resistance, not that she had planned on any.

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A raging forest fire had been kindled between her thighs and was spreading as if a hurricane was blowing it through a maze of trees that had not been touched by rain for months. The fire would roar totally out of control unless she was able to keep her mind clear and concentrate on something else.

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The professor's mouth was trying to totally devour her small breast. She felt his teeth pressing into her soft flesh. It was almost painful, not quite, but it was thrillingly arousing. God! It was beautiful! That tender pain was shoved into the background of her consciousness as her vaginal flame ignited as if gasoline had been poured on it, moving like a prairie fire through her virginal territory. Vaguely she wondered how it was possible to feel so totally aroused without reaching an orgasm. God! She wanted to climax, she needed to, she had to ... either that or she would die. She was screaming in her mind, Harder! Don't stop! Keep going! Harder! Do anything, anything! Just put out the blazing fire in me ... make the feeling burst open ... make me blow up ... make me come!

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His finger played her body the way a virtuoso played a delicate musical instrument, not yet plunging into her tight little tunnel, but rubbing across the vertical smile of her lower mouth as if the digit was a bow and her body was a Guamerius violin being used by an artiste playing The Flight Of The Bumble Bee. The desire built in Jo Ann to such heights, she found breathing all but impossible. But it didn't matter to her. Nothing mattered to her, nothing at all!

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Then, abruptly, with no warning whatsoever, just as those wonderful storm clouds in the center of her body had started building into delightful thunderheads, clouds that would bring the cooling rain to douse that raging torment within her, the dean stopped completely.

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He was panting heavily, as if he, himself had run a cross-country race. His strong, vibrant body was trembling, and the grinding motions, the see-saw movements of his lower abdomen had grown so overpoweringly strong it almost caused pain to her ribs. The man's saliva was running down his dry, constricted throat as he attempted to swallow.

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Admittedly the man was aroused. He had never thought it would be this good with such a young girl. Sure he had wanted to try one. Every man, at one time or another had the hots for a pretty young thing. Hell! In Asia and Africa girls younger than this one were already married. He had never thought he would have the chance to make it with this gorgeous young thing, and even when she had all but blackmailed him into it, he had been certain that while it might be fun, it would, in all probability never approach the kind of enjoyment he had gotten from the older girls. But he had been wrong. He had felt the need for her fill him up, and he realized she was no less desirable, in fact, probably more desirable, than any of the other girls and women he had known. He also knew that a good part of it was attributable to the girl herself, and not just her youth.

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Jo Ann felt his entire body trembling. His hand was shaking like that of an old man suffering some kind of shaking disease as he took her hand and placed it on the bulge of his penis throbbing beneath his pants.

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Well, there it was. At last! She was clutching a man's cock! This was the moment for her to find out just how great everything was. She had come this far, and she had to go the rest of the way and discover everything for herself. Her voice was low, a soft whisper as she murmured, "Dr. Joseph?"

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"Yes, Jo Ann?"

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"Teach me! What do you want me to do?"

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For a moment he was so lost in the pleasure of feeling her small, girlish hand squeezing his cock, he merely sat there open-mouthed and panting as if he didn't understand. The man seemed lost in a daze of total passion.

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"Please ... Dr. Joseph ... show me ... please ... darling, ... " she used the word carefully, not wanting to offend him ... "I've never done anything like this before. I told you. I wanted you to be the first. So show me everything that has to be done."

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The man gulped as he came back to his senses. Then he shifted her lovely body slightly to the right and she felt his hand fumbling with the zipper on his trousers. The metal teeth whispered as he continued fumbling a bit more. Then, very suddenly, she felt the hot, hard length of solid flesh almost burn against her bare back. The dean tugged her youthful body toward him and his tongue dredged deeply into her mouth. As he kissed her, he once again placed her hand on his phallus, only this time she was touching it with no clothing blocking it. The instant she touched it, Jo Ann was certain this was not the same object she had felt confined inside his trousers. It was much too large. No man alive was capable of keeping something this long, this thick, and this rigid inside his pants without it being visible when he walked. She squeezed, and the dean groaned.

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In her mind, she thought back concerning the sounds she had heard in her parents' bedroom, recalling hearing her father say something about "squeezing it hard." She must have been overhearing him tell her mother to squeeze his cock hard. This was the dean's cock, so she tightened her fingers around it. This made the man groan with undeniable pleasure.

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She tugged with her fist, and surprisingly she felt the outer casing of skin move, soft and pliable in spite of the hardness it surrounded. Like the scruff of an animal it moved with her tugging hand. She felt the hard ridges beneath the skin, and the penis itself was pulsating as if it were a long heart.

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"Unnnnhhhh ... aaaaannnnnhhhhh ... yesssss ... that's it, little girl ... you have the rhythm ... aaaannnnhhhh ... " he panted out loud.

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She began moving her hand rapidly back and forth, and as she did so, she became aware of the fact that the organ was getting both, thicker and harder. At this point Dr. Joseph was making no attempt whatsoever to fondle her or kiss her. He simply lay back on the bed, propped up on his elbows, his mouth hanging laxly open, looking like a man on the verge of passing out.

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Jo Ann's arm, wrist, and hand were beginning to tire of this vigorous exercise, especially considering the awkwardness of her position. She stopped her stroking for a moment in order to seat herself more comfortably on the bed, and as she did so, she was surprised to hear the man groan in what seemed like near-pain, sounding as if he were strangling, "Don't stop now, you little bitch! Keep going ... go on ... "

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Jo Ann was well aware that her own satisfaction was very much dependent on her pleasing this man, and she so desperately wanted to please him. Finding a slightly more comfortable position, one she was able to achieve and grab his cock with either hand, she switched to her left hand and continued tugging on the massive length of cock, this time able to look at it as well, and be nearly awestruck at its dimensions. Within seconds, she had regained her earlier rhythm, and she saw his testicles also sticking out of his fly, the sac bouncing up and down against the zipper, Reaching down with her right hand, she cradled the weighty balls, aware of the smoothness of the skin in spite of its wrinkly appearance. She was panting as she pulled, moving lower and lower until she was kneeling in front of the bed on the floor, her face over his body at belt level. Her chin was mere inches from the swollen purple head of the great throbbing organ, and she was able to inhale the musk coming from him. Each upward tug on his penis seemed to jack her head down the minutest fraction, bringing her countenance that much closer to the cock.

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The excitement was once again building uncontrollably in Jo Ann as she discovered that doing was as much fun as being done to, as she realized a good part of her inner excitement stemmed from the knowledge that in bringing him pleasure she was exercising a measure of control over him, and for this short period of time, she was the ruler, not he. The idea that she was able to gain control of this man so easily added fuel to the fires of her own inner arousal. The internal blaze was roaring totally out of control by now, unstoppable, uncontainable, seeping through the hidden gullies in the depths of her womb and belly. Oh God! She wanted to feel that cock inside her! Yes, yes, she had come here to be fucked, wanted to be fucked, had to be fucked. She wanted anything ... anything at all ... just as long as the inner fires were finally put out.

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As the head of his bobbing phallus came closer to her girlish lips, it seemed to swell monstrously. The tiny little opening in the center of the mushroom like head had expanded until it looked open enough to fit the eraser on the back of a pencil in there. The dean, staring at her, knew what had to be on her mind at this point, and decided to make it up for her. Balancing himself on one elbow, he reached out with his other hand, cupped the back of her head, and tugged her lovely girlish face closer to it, saying, "Suck it, Jo Ann, suck it!" His voice was a frantic plea.

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For a brief moment the beautiful young honey blonde was revolted at the mere idea. But if this was what he was asking her to do, then it was obvious it was something others had done, it was one of the many, many things she had to experience. Her mind raced back to the moments when he had been sucking on her breast, licking her nipple, and she recalled the deliriously enjoyable feeling, and she felt the need to return the favor.

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Obediently, she bent her head and opened her little puckered mouth. She wanted to ease it in slowly, to savor the texture of it and taste it, but the dean gave her no chance. He shoved her head down, cramming the thick log of flesh all the way to the back of her mouth. She thought she was going to choke, and her fist gripped the base of the huge organ and squeezed, shucking her fist up and down as she lifted her face and sucked on the head. But the man wasn't content with her lips around the coronal ridge. He had to have every last little bit of cock inside that delightfully seething young mouth. She gagged as, with a savage movement which almost caused the head of his organ to butt against her tonsils, he pushed her face down, and unable to control himself, the man shouted.

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Her mouth was suddenly bloated with hot, spurting thick white cream that shot repeatedly from the tip of his penis like a never-ending gusher. The white oil was quickly swallowed to keep her from strangling. She choked and continued gulping, but he was shooting too much too quickly. When his hand left her head, she lifted her face and took her mouth from the spurting organ in time to get a face full of sperm. The spewing white fluid hit her on the forehead, splashed against her cheeks, spattered into her eyebrows, spat against her chin, and spotted her nose and lips. Some of it fell against her neck and dripped down onto her breasts, and one drop hung from her nipple like a milky drop of perspiration, though it never fell.

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"Oh, hell!" the man muttered when he had recovered from it, somewhat. "Jesus, look, Jo Ann, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that. It's just that you affected me so strongly, I went totally out of control."

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He fell back, lying on the bed with his legs hanging over and his feet on the floor, his limp penis lying against his open fly, still oozing more white oil, itself covered with the sperm she had been unable to swallow. He was breathing hoarsely, uncontrollably, and the penis slowly deflated until it was no larger than an oversized, very wrinkled sausage. His hands tightly gripped the bedcover, and slowly, little by little his breathing returned to normal. For the dean of boys it had been an unparalleled experience. This inexperienced young girl had blown him better than any female he had ever known.

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