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- Herausgeber: Kandice Stowe
- Kategorie: Erotik
- Sprache: Englisch
My professor was forty five years old and a MILF in every sense of the word. She invited me to her home late one night, saying that it was urgent - I was worried it was about my grades, and I ended up being half right. The other half of the reason she'd invited me was because she was wanting to take me for my very first time... And so I let the mature woman show me how it was done - I took her long, hard, and without protection, seeding her with my load!
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017
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Breeding My Milf Professor
Copyright, 2017, All Rights Reserved
Kandice Stowe
This is a work of fiction. The characters in this story and all of my stories are 18 years or older.
I was at my forty five year old English professor’s house. I didn’t know why, but she had invited me earlier. I was worried it was about my grades – I have to admit, I’d been slacking off a lot in her class… It was hard to pay attention with such a hot teacher lecturing you; her big cleavage sticking out and her bubble butt poking up against her short skirts.
“Johnny, come over here,” Mrs. Tina said sternly. She was getting up in age, but was still the most beautiful teacher you could imagine. I was nineteen years old and had the sex drive of a beast, so you could figure that I found Mrs. Tina pretty sexy sometimes, like most young men do; although they’d never admit it.
“You’re a sophomore in college. You’re nineteen years old. You’re failing your English literature class. My English literature class!” She held a paper in her hand and then tossed it aside carelessly and took a deep breath, “Now, do you care to explain why that may be? Why is my smart student failing his English lit class?”
I paused nervously. My parents weren’t around much, so Mrs. Tina had been the boss ever since I’d been taking her class. She’d always been the one to scold me, to teach me lessons. Although today, the lesson was going to be quite a bit different, and much more pornographic.
“I’ve been partying a lot Mrs. Tina,” I said, telling the truth, knowing damn well that she’d know if I was lying. “I’ll stop, okay? I’m really sorry, Mrs. Tina.”
“Come over here and bend over me knee,” Mrs. Tina’s lips pursed into an excited smile, “I’m going to spank you.”
“Seriously?”
She began to laugh. “Of course not, John. But I’m tired of this.” She picked up her wine glass and sipped it. “You’re a smart guy. Act like it.”
“So I’m not in trouble?” I gritted my teeth.
“No, but I want you to do something for me,” she said. “I want you to make me feel better about all this. Consider it a punishment, if you will.” She smiled and downed the glass.
“Mrs. Tina, are you drunk?”
“A little. So what? It’s ten at night and I’ve just come back from a work party.”
“I know…But you invited me to come over to discuss something.”
“So, will you do something for me?”
“What?”
She hesitated, and then she grinned even wider. “You know when I caught you last week masturbating, John?”
“Mrs. Tina!”
“John… Do you remember?”
“Yes, of course.”
“Well, I think you were doing it wrong.”
“Huh?”
“Want someone with actual experience to show you how it feels?”
