Teacher: Part I
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She must have been at least forty. I didn’t get a close look at her face because of the dim lighting and overactive smoke machine, but I saw enough to know. Bleached blonde hair fell onto her tanned shoulders and back that wore dark freckles from sun-damage. Her long neck showed the familiar signs too, but her petite body was tight and attractive in her short, black, silky dress and the way she threw herself about told me she was fit enough. Three or four of the lads from the stag party I was with were fooling around with her on the dance floor and I could see they were getting drawn in by her antics. The guys were of varying ages, shapes and sizes, but were all dressed like me: shirts and ties, some still in jackets… and all with a noticeable bulge in their trousers. She backed into their crotches as she wiggled her arse, wrapped a lithe leg around another’s waist as she hung from his neck and then pulled his face into her plunging cleavage. Then she did a limbo and sank back onto the flashing coloured-glass squares that made up the floor, edged slowly, rhythmically through the legs of a very tall guy, dragged her tongue across the tight material of his trousered balls as she did so. The black dress was almost around her waist and only a slender black thong hid the sweet prize between her taut, bronzed thighs. She had a crowd now ...
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She must have been at least forty. I didn’t get a close look at her face because of the dim lighting and overactive smoke machine, but I saw enough to know. Bleached blonde hair fell onto her tanned shoulders and back that wore dark freckles from sun-damage. Her long neck showed the familiar signs too, but her petite body was tight and attractive in her short, black, silky dress and the way she threw herself about told me she was fit enough. Three or four of the lads from the stag party I was with were fooling around with her on the dance floor and I could see they were getting drawn in by her antics. The guys were of varying ages, shapes and sizes, but were all dressed like me: shirts and ties, some still in jackets… and all with a noticeable bulge in their trousers. She backed into their crotches as she wiggled her arse, wrapped a lithe leg around another’s waist as she hung from his neck and then pulled his face into her plunging cleavage. Then she did a limbo and sank back onto the flashing coloured-glass squares that made up the floor, edged slowly, rhythmically through the legs of a very tall guy, dragged her tongue across the tight material of his trousered balls as she did so. The black dress was almost around her waist and only a slender black thong hid the sweet prize between her taut, bronzed thighs. She had a crowd now ...
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