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Adventures of the Unseen | darkblaze012 | 7

 

Your classmates were already lining up for attendance as you strutted confidently into the large gym. Taking a moment to appreciate some of the "looser" girls' choice in gym shorts, you eagerly searched for Miss Emelison.

"Alright everyone," said the Instructor, Mr. Tyler. "We are going to do some normal exercises first - guys, follow me over this way - girls, go with Miss Emelison."

The class broke up - you followed the girls as a perky-breasted, friendly-looking blonde directed them to lie down on their backs - Miss Claire Emelison. Her atire was particularily arousing today - a tight, red tank top that clearly exposed her black bra straps (her nipples sticking out hard and obvious) and spandex leggings. Suddenly, all you wanted to do was to rub your cock between those two beautiful legs of hers...

"Okay girls," she began, her sweet voice playing melodically in your ears, "we're doing sit-ups today. Now, no complaining! Do what you can for fifteen minutes as a practice. Begin!"

While the students obeyed, their breasts bouncing and rolling with each sit-up, you followed Miss Emelison over to a corner, where she was grading papers.

Wanting to have some fun with her, you stand behind her and slide a finger along the line of her private; she gasped in surprise and looked around for you - but didn't see anyone.

Giving her a minute to compose herself, you touch her again, pushing up into her spandex, feeling her outer folds through the tight material. She gasped again and reached down, her hand closing on yours.

Her eyes widened comcially at feeling your hand but not seeing it. You leaned in and kissed her neck, wrapping your other hand around her to play with her nipple.

 

How does she react?


          She needs privacy.

 
 
 

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