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  • As he admires his now very pretty face in the mirror, the sound of an early 2000's cellphone goes off, and Joey quickly moves to his bedroom and removes his candybar style cell from his backpack to check the caller ID. School flashes across the screen. His heart skips a beat and his belly flutters with a million fuzzy wings as he hits the send button to answer. Nervous, "Hello?" A strong male voice from the other line, Mr. Brennan's, "Hello, Mr. Joey Stevens?" "Yes, this is he." "I'm just calling to remind you of your detention at 3:15 today, in the shop room," a husky note entered Mr. Brennan's voice as asian his breathing could be heard over the phone. Was he masturbating? The thought made Joey's cock jump to attention and caused his asshole to flex. "I remember, sir," now it was Joey's turn to put sex into his voice. Mr. Brennan's breath quickened as Joey said sir, ass and soon he was grunting into the mouthpiece quietly as Joey planted a kiss on the receiver and hung up the phone. "Later, Teach." Joey grabs a pair of Converse high heels and puts them in his bag along with his cellphone, then puts on his tennis shoes, grabs his CD and the CD case, and heads out of his house, ready for school. School, The Now As the amateur minute hand moves over the fifteen on the wall clock in the shop room, Mr. Brennan walks through the door. He stops as he catches sight of Joey, in his mother's green and gold bikini and standing in the center of the shop, the woodpress directly behind him and strewn with his clothes. He was wearing the heels, so he stood as tall as Mr. Brennan now. His long blonde hair was pulled into two pom-pom like pigtails at the top of his head, and his balls were protruding from his thighs again, the outline of his miniscule penis clearly visible in the fabric of the too-small green bikini bottom, rock hard with a wet spot at the tip. "Sir, I'm ready for my punishment." Mr. Brennan caught himself staring and moved quickly into the room, locking the door behind him and turning off the light lest they be seen. Walking to his desk, he loosens and undoes his tie and beckons Joey forward. Joey takes his time walking to the desk as Mr. Brennan disrobes, choosing to enjoy the sight of his husky shop teacher giving him a private, albeit brief, strip show. His muscular upper body was covered in hair, only the japanese sides of his torso, hips, and the undersides of his forearms being free from the fuzz. His cock was half hard and growing by the minute between his muscular thighs, the weight pulling it downward. Mr. Brennan reaches down into his desk and pulls out a jar of vasoline as Joey finishes walking up to the desk, sliding his ass onto the corner and crossing his legs as Mr. Brennan puts the vasoline down on top of his gtrade sheets and circles him, extending his arm to run his hand over Joey's thighs, ass and crotch, each slide of his fingers eliciting a slight shake from him. Gripping the back of Joey's neck, the shop teacher forces his face to his own and passionetly kisses him, shoving his tongue deep into his mouth as his hands explore Joey's bikini-clad form. Joey grips his teacher's body with all of his limbs, his legs straddling Brennan around the waist as his hands grope the muscular shoulders and cumshot back of the burly man, his naked and hairy flesh tight beneath his clutching digits. Mr. Brennan lifts Joey in his arms, grasping each pert ass cheek in his palms as he turns and sits on his desk, placing Joey on his lap facing him, Brennan's erect cock wedged between the round globes of Joey's posterior. By uniform now Joey's bikini bottoms were scrunched into his ass cheeks and rubbing painfully on the tip of his cock. Squirming from the discomfort, Joey reaches down and unties the left side, the fabric falling away as his hips grind into the monster prick underneath him. What the hell? I did ask why the jet wasn’t fully fueled before we took off, he shrugged his shoulders and said he didn’t know. I untied her hands and she wrapped them round my neck while wrapping her legs around my waist. cumshot Sparks of fire ignited in her vagina and Emma felt hot wetness flood her bare thighs. I reacted to what was about to happen by shifting while the cock was still in my mouth, but Swapnil kept me in place. Then she grasped his cock and she took him in her mouth and slowly took her tongue over the japanese top of his cock, sucking on the head and then amateur using her hands stroked him up and down slowly. I'm going to cum inside your pussy." She must have realized she was being too loud because she bit down on her hand to muffle her sounds. I nodded. "Oh fuck yes", she ass says while furiously stroking his dick with both asian her hands, "I love choking on your big, fat dick." “Doctor Lawrence, what about me?” Elise asked. Anju beckoned him to come over her uniform and Ajay obliged.