John shifted uncomfortably in his seat. It was first period and everything from his desk to his pants just seemed a little too tight. He had been sporting anywhere from a semi to a full blown hard-on since he woke up. He had woken up late this morning with his cock throbbing and his mind running. As a seventeen year old boy it wasn’t unusual to wake up with a morning woody, but his dream had been a particularly intense one. It involved Ms. Applebaum in some pretty compromising positions. His mind wandered off to exactly how her mouth had frenched his body moving lower and lower until her beautiful lips were at his cock’s head. He shook his head; he was in class! She was his teacher! He shifted in his seat as his cock twitched at the memory of the dream. It wouldn’t be so bad if Ataşehir Escort he’d had time to jerk off this morning but he was running too late. When he’d awoken and saw the tent in his sheets he knew he was in for a day of agony if he didn’t get off. He already had precum dripping out of his mushroom head, Begging to be licked up by Ms. Walbaum, John thought. Now he was in trouble. That thought had opened a flood gate of images of Ms. Applebaum on her knees and now his ample cock was straining against his pants. No amount of repositioning would be able to hide it and he couldn’t slip it into his waistband without being extremely obvious. He moved his arm down to his lap and prayed it would go down before the bell rang. Ms. Applebaum wasn’t Ataşehir Escort Bayan making it any easier on him. She was young, fresh out of school. She was gorgeous with beautiful green eyes and honey colored hair. It was the kind of hair that begged to be grabbed when being fucked. In fact, to sum up how Ms. Applebaum looked in one word would be easy. Fuckable. She was curvy. No amount of professional clothing could conceal that. Her D breasts were always straining against the buttons of her blouses. John had spent many a day begging one to break free just to reveal another inch of her breasts. Her ass was round and big. In the skirt she was wearing today it stretched the seams making it infinitely clear that she must be wearing a Escort Ataşehir thong. Or nothing, the horny little voice in John’s head whispered. His cock was really throbbing now and he looked around paranoid that someone would be able to see exactly how hot for the teacher he really was. Everyone was too enraptured by Ms. Applebaum to pay him any attention. He was at the back of the class anyway. On top of being a sex goddess she was also one of the best teachers in the school. She made math almost bearable. He understood the material in class for once. Well, except when his cock was taking all the blood away from his brain. He couldn’t take his mind away from the beautiful specimen in front of him even though he knew he must, to get his raging hard-on manageable. Were her nipples showing? Oh my god, he almost moaned out loud. It had been cold in the room lately and her nipples were hard and poking through her white blouse, right through the black lacey cami that she was wearing underneath it. John couldn’t take it anymore, he could already feel the wet spot of pre-cum in his boxers.