Lela Star's Amazing Big Butt At Work

I saw him blush a little as he stood beside me and pointed to the button on the screen. As he walked back to the front, he turned and looked back to me for a second before continuing with his lesson. After about 10 minutes I couldn’t find another button. This time the man didn’t bother to describe where it was, he came and stood beside me and pointed it out. This happened another couple of times and then just before the end of the lesson I needed his help again. This time he came and stood in front of my desk and leaned over my PC monitor to show me where something was. As he leaned forward I could see that his eyes were looking straight up my skirt. The second lesson. When I arrived the next week I was a little late and there was only one PC free. That was in the middle of the front row. I’d just got myself organised when the teacher came in. It wasn’t the same man. The new man (Peter Johnson) is about my age and looks a bit of a geek. After he’d introduced himself he told us that the previous teacher was unwell and that he would be taking over the class. When we did the round introducing ourselves, the teacher stared at me for quite a while before moving on to the next person. That made me a bit uncomfortable, but not enough for me to think about the fun I could have. As the others were introducing themselves I was thinking about my friend Debbie and the fun that she used to have at school. This teacher tends to go off the subject a bit and rabbit on about things that don’t seem relevant to what we’re doing. It was during about his third trip into technophobic whatever that I decided to try to bring him back to earth. Up until then I’d been sat with my knees tightly together and been concentrating on the lesson, but I was getting bored listening to irrelevant gobbledegook so I let my knees part. Peter was walking back and forth across the front of the room and so deep into his little story that it took ages for him realise what he was missing. He kept looking down at the floor, but never towards me. Eventually he did look over towards me. He stooped mid sentence, went bright red, and then carried on talking. He stared at my legs, and up my skirt, for a few seconds then looked me in the eye. I just smiled at him. The poor man just seemed to lose it from that Big Boobs point in the lesson. He kept sneaking glances at my legs and pussy, but he looked as if he was a naughty schoolboy doing something that he shouldn’t. Even though he Bubble Butt went to help other students with problems, he wouldn’t come near me. Each time I asked him a question he stayed at the front and explained in great detail what I should be doing. At the end of the lesson he was gone before anyone else. I overheard a couple of the students talking as they went out, one was saying that the teacher was cute blowjob and shy. The third lesson. I’d enjoyed my little game with the ‘new’ teacher the previous week and wanted to continue it so I arrived early to make sure that I got the same PC. I was a little surprised to find that not only was the teacher already there, but that he’d put a chair in the middle of the front of the class. I was looking at it when Peter said ‘good evening’, and explained that he’d had an accident and hurt a leg. He was going to use the chair so that he didn’t have as far to walk. ‘Oh yeah’ I thought, but didn’t say anything. It could turn out better than planned. The rest of the students arrived and the class got started. Yes, some (most) of the men were ogling my ultra short skirt and low cut, lose top, and some Brunette of the women were giving me dirty looks; but I’m used to that. My only interests that night were learning a bit more about PCs, and having some fun with the teacher. Peter explained the chair to everyone and was limping about. After about 10 minutes butt he sat on the chair and kept talking. After a while he gave us an exercise to do and as I started it I looked up and saw where he was looking. She first experienced sadness followed by a sudden surge of Big Boobs adrenaline-charged excitement, Brunette her body started to tingle. I reached into the lower left pocket of my cargo pants. Like the Shadow or Nightblade!” She finishes drying me off and gives me a smile. With a roar, he had dug his claws into the ground above her shoulders, neck twined against her body, scales rubbing against her blowjob breasts. I am sure that there will be those that wish you to Bubble Butt fail." She just hadn't told me that at the time. And I wasn’t about butt to argue. Mark had apparently passed out within a minute of orgasm. What a babe! They noticed my nipple clamps straight away and stared at me. I bought my supplies.