He tried to get his hand into my panties but I didn't let him." I see. Well I can certainly understand his desires, teenage hormones being what they are. Stand up Dianne and come over here next to me."She walked up to her desk and stood beside the teacher's swivel chair. "Yes ma'am." I think I want to see these breasts that Jimmy likes so much. Please remove your blouse and bra." Wha... what. You don't really mean that." God Damn it girl. Don't you understand? You'll do what ever I want or I'll have you in front of the vice principal in a heartbeat. Then there are your parents..." OK, OK." Dianne reached up and unbuttoned her blouse and took it off and placed it on the desk. Next she reached around behind her and unsnapped her bra and tossed it on top of her blouse. She stood there with her arms crossed trying to hide her small breasts."Please put your arms down at your sides and let me see your tits. Thanks you. Very nice Dianne, what size are you?" Uh... 34B, but mom say's I'll. ” He told her in a quiet, almost shy voice. Crossing her legs, she thanked him. Sensing his obvious desire, she smiled cutely. “My back is a little sore. Would you mind at all helping me get these off?” She watched intently as he lowered to his knees and took her delicate foot in his hand. He lifted her foot as he cradled it in his hands. Holding it like a golden vase he slid his fingers across her lovely tanned skin. Never even looking up, he worshipped the foot before him, momentarily. He undid the buckle and gently pulled it from her foot. Taking her foot into his hands, he guided it back to the floor. He took her other foot in his hand and helped her cross it over her other leg. Just barely able to see over the shelves, she glanced around making sure no one was close by, before returning her gaze in time to see him lowering his head to kiss the foot he now held. His lips were soft and warm as they touched her skin. She felt so sexy and desirable as she watched him continue kissing.
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