Hey boys, Jesse St. James here. The Sexual Arts are my expertise. If you ever need homework help, let me know... I care very deeply for my students' education.
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Let me think…
Ethan: Sexy kid. Wouldn’t mind seeing double with his twin sometime…
Dillon: Dirty mind on that one.
Robbie: Lived up to my every fantasy of him.
Ryder: Knows how to fuck.
Dave: Who knew such a big, strong cub could be so submissive?
Michael: Big, sexy stud. Nice, thick cock too.
Steven: Indescribable.
Oh, I helped you real good.
Maybe next time you can help me instead.
That you did. Usually, I prefer being helped, but I’m sure you could persuade me to think otherwise.
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How can I help you today?
I don’t know, but you certainly helped me last night.
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Well you can look forward to a visit from me soon.
I’m in office very often, stop by whenever you’d like.
The more Jesse groaned the more Mike wanted to fuck him, his fingers continued to work inside of his precious ass. Once he felt his teacher was lose enough he lined himself up with his hole hesitating slowly. “Cannot wait to fuck this tight little ass of yours.” Mike groaned before forcing himself inside of the older man grabbing onto his hips and pulling him tight against his groin. The moment he was comfortable inside of him he began moving his hips a little faster pushing himself deep inside of his ass.
Jesse was in heaven, as he felt Mike begin to fuck his ass in earnest. “Yes, that’s it…” the Sexual Arts teacher hissed. “Just like that. Fuck me good, kid, your cock is so fuckin’ huge…” he groaned, attempting to impale himself onto the boy’s shaft. “But what are you waiting for? Fuckin’ pound me. I want it rough. I need it rough. Show what you got, Michael…” he teased, looking over his shoulder with a deeply lustful expression.
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Where is it? Your office I mean.
It’s on the second floor. It’s not hard to find. Mostly because there’s a nude self-portrait of myself on the door.
Where do I sign up?
Probably the administration office, but I have some leftover forms you could sign in my office, if you’re willing to meet me there.
I didn’t know that even existed.
Oh, it’s exists. It’s a very rewarding course, if I do say so myself.
Don’t be fooled by my looks, I’m actually satan’s spawn. Hah. But really, I’m Maddox. You are?
I guess I’ll find out for myself sooner or later. I’m Jesse St. James, teacher of the Sexual Arts.
