Donned in what could loosly be considered 'dressed' in a tight, pink minidress which easily showed off your perky, D-cup breasts and hard nipples and firm, round ass - just the way you like it - you dismissivly thank your brother for driving you to school.
You smirk at him as you open the car door, "Hey Ben... next time, try not to drool over me so much - that boner looks like it could knock out a horse!"
Laughing at his total embarassment, you saunter inside the school and find yourself at your usual spot behind the E-hall stairs (which were rarely used by students or teachers).
And, as expected, a nervous looking boy was waiting for you - you vaguely recalled his name as Timothy Mason, a shy boy from your science class who would always steal glances at your sexy breasts.
"Hey Timmy," you purr, pressing your perfect boobs into his chest, you lips less than an inch away from his own. "What can I do for you?"
"Well, uh...," he stutters, nervous as he pulls out a twenty, "what will this get me?"
Lighly kissing her cheek you answer, "You'll get either a footjob, handjob or I'll blow you - no cum in the mouth, though - that's extra."
Handing you the bill he timidly asks for a handjob and you pull his rather average cock out of his trousers and start slowly, paying special attention to the tip and lighly touching his balls.
A few minutes later you've sped up and Timmy shudders as pre-cum contiously coats your massaging hand - not even six minutes in, he moans as a rope of warm cum slaps your cheek.
"See you in science, Timmy," you tease him as you re-zips his pants and shakily leaves, grinning. You wipe the cum of your face and mentally add the twenty to your rapidly growing 'paycheck'. Only about a thousand more and you be able to afford four years at the university! |