ben anh - giới tính ed giáo viên trong nhiệt 2 - cảnh 4 - sự cám dỗ

While she was a very smart girl and an Ivy League student, she just didn’t particularly care teacher about computers as long as they worked properly. I got rid of the problem fairly easily, but when I started browsing through her files to see what might have been the cause for the infection, I found some pictures and videos which I couldn’t have imagined Laura had been looking at. The thing was, I knew all her important essays and such were saved here, so she certainly didn’t let her friends and such use this specific computer… This should not have entirely come as a tattoo surprise, of course. I had to remember my daughter was already a young adult woman, and naturally girls thought and dreamed about these things too. I have to say the subject matter looked a bit peculiar for a girl to be dreaming about, but I guess that was just my opinion. The material consisted entirely of big throbbing penises shooting thick white goo into pretty young girls’ mouths. I hadn’t realized Laura had sneaked in until I heard her speak: “Did you manage to fix it, dad… Oh, err, hmmh…” She blushed adorably when she noticed what was happening on the screen, and I’m pretty sure I did too, considering it was an animated slow-motion gif of a long stream of white jizz shooting onto a girl’s tongue and then dribbling deeper into her mouth. It was certainly a bit embarrassing big ass moment. “Mhnmp,” Laura mumbled, and her green eyes had widened alarmingly. I swiftly closed the page and attempted to explain the situation: “The malware must have saved that in the cache… I mean, they do that occasionally.” I knew I didn’t sound entirely convincing, even if that argument might have been true in some situations. This was far from the only picture or video of a similar topic I had found, and most of them had been saved on purpose, they hadn’t just ended up in the cache. It was also telling that she didn’t seem to be busty accusing me of watching porn on her computer, which was what the situation should have looked like to her. “Ha, yes, sure, that’s right!” Laura said, nodding along with all too nervous enthusiasm. I also noticed that despite the embarrassment of the moment, her attention had been intently concentrated on the animation as long as it had been on the screen. She swiftly snatched the computer from my hands, exclaiming a bit too quickly and with her eyes a bit too wide: “Well-it’s-working-I-need-it-right-now!” Laura drifted away as quickly as she had arrived, taking the laptop with her. I could guess she was afraid of me deleting her files, and I don’t mean the essays. I just shrugged and got back to my own things, reminding myself on that she was an adult and it wasn’t really my business what she was watching. I thought that was that, until she came to my home office again a few days later, nervously twirling her hair in her fingers and with her green eyes blinking. “Is the computer bothering you again?” I guessed. “Umm, no, that’s not it…” she mumbled, “although kind of it’s related…” I wondered if she was trying to explain the videos in some way, and I was preparing to come up with the best possible excuse to explain why it wasn’t necessary. I didn’t have the time to come up with anything before she continued, though. Laura bit her lip and her eyes were strictly directed at the ceiling rather than at me as she quickly blurted out: “Could you squirt dildo in my mouth, daddy, like in that girl’s in that video?” I was fairly sure there wasn’t anything wrong with my hearing, although I could only assume that to be the case. I tried to furiously think of the best answer to this absurd statement: “Err, I think there are plenty of boyfriends who…” Laura drew a quick breath to gain courage, but her eyes still weren’t looking at me when she continued: “You, dad. Not a boyfriend”. “This is, well…” I tried to come up with an answer, but the technical manuals on my shelves weren’t offering one. Laura forced herself to look at me, and her eyes were blinking pleadingly. “Please, dad. I can’t ask anyone else, and I just want to know how it feels like. I promise I’ll keep my eyes closed, so I won’t see you naked or anything and it won’t be embarrassing.” “Right now? Just this one time?” I said without thinking, immediately wanting to strangle myself. Why had I said that? “These are so cute, pretty lady.” I got confused. Aaron jumped out of his skin, "Oh hey Lucy, look who busty is here," gesturing to Daisy standing with a daring look in her eye. “Please,” I say in an anguished voice. With this I also was getting the dripping girl cum from her into my mouth. That looked painful. You get to look at women's crotches all day long! “Yes, sir; big ass the two houses at the end of the block on Freemont have always been teacher rented, just like a lot of the houses in our neighborhood. I'm Jan." I hadn’t fucked like this since I was Lindsey’s age! I’d first noticed the previous week with her interactions with Jack, she had reassured him when he was worried but there was something less than genuine behind it, a stark contrast to our night together. She obviously didn't want CGB, she didn't act that way with him and Smyth at all. "Well... “Yeah I mean, I already knew he was different but he’s more different than I thought. I pulled her up and she grabbed me by the dick again. “Just promise you will ask me before you do anything with anyone else.” I love you, tattoo master, I cannot wait for you to fuck me.” “Like what?” "7 1/2b" He lay there, staring at the bright ceiling, wondering how he could escape this place. I burst into laughter. Ephus stated a small smile coming to his lips, good he thought Ares is mad as hell. Even better, I could manipulate other brain functions like those that controlled arousal. “Go on then, what are you waiting for.” Emily prompted from the bed and and taking a deep breath she abandoned her reach for her gown and grabbed her purse instead and strode out of the bedroom without a backwards glance, reached the front door, hesitated, and then turned the door knob and opened it and walked out into the sunny outside without a stitch on. I follow Nisha outside and we hit the pavement. Jet after jet of come spurted into my daughters virgin hole. I am beautiful.” she dildo lamented. “Present for the dogs and do as they wish. She tried to avoid questions her parents asked and said she had a test to study for after she finished and had to be excused. Screwed my brains out."