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I think about my incredibly attractive teacher on a regular basis and I can't stop imagining him bending me over his desk and spanking me. I'm a disgrace, I know.
I think about my incredibly attractive teacher on a regular basis and I can't stop imagining him bending me over his desk and spanking me. I'm a disgrace, I know.
I would say...I can't stop fantasizing about him bending me over his desk to spank me. My short skirt just rides up my thighs as I lean over his desk. I know he can't help but notice my lacy new ** I'm wearing. He starts to spank me one be one. With each spanking his hand moves closer and closer towards my ** crack. I can't help but notice my body language reflecting the fact that I am enjoying it. It is doing almost everything in its power to screem touch my **. Right as I was thinking this I felt one of his fingers slide in my ** as he spanked me. We both knew what he had done, however, neither of us qringed. It was almost if it was the reaction both of us was hoping for. I didn't shove him away, and he didn't say sorry. So he didn't it again and again as he spanked me a few too many times just to continue to stretch one more ** in between my ** and my **. He wanted to feel how wet he had made it, and I wanted him to feel how wet he made it. Then it ended. I stood up straightening my skirt back down, gathering my belongings, and left the room. As I left the room, I felt the need to look back, and as I did, I found him looking at me as if he was begging...no ...praying that I would turn around to see him one last time before I left. Our eyes met and then he look down at his **, slowly brought it to his mouth and tasted it. She left the ** in his mouth for a brief second, closed his eyes and took a big sigh. He opened up his eyes , looked at me, and mouthed the words... you taste good! I got embarrassed and turned 2 shades of red, as I turned to walk away with the biggest grin on my face. I reached down between my legs to find a pleasant surprise between my legs and thought to myself...if he only knew how wet I was now. ...
You just have a small crush. Or maybe a medium-sized crush. :) Either way, you're fine. Not to worry. Fantasize away, knowing that it's completely normal.
I do the same sometimes its normal
You not a disgrace, your imaginations are natural, most of the people all the time imagine the same as you are