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It started, as things like this normally do, with a crush on someone I shouldn't have had a crush on. Her name is Sally; she's a twenty-eight-year-old primary school teacher and she's married to a friend of my parents. I first met the couple when they came around to our house for a late dinner when I was seventeen. We hit it off and honestly, I think meeting her that night confirmed to me that I was definitely gay. They came around once or twice a month, and Steve, her husband, was an old school friend of my parents and he'd been married to Sally for petite about eight years. By the time I was nineteen, they were pretty much family to me. Even though I secretly hated Steve for being married to Sally, he is a nice guy. Not overly good looking or buff but nice enough for me to understand why Sally would love him. Sally, on the other hand, is beautiful. She has short blonde hair that sits neatly on her shoulders, bright blue eyes and seriously kissable lips. She's slim and petite, probably about five-feet-five and has the cutest breasts ever. Even though she is that good looking, it isn't her looks that first attracted me to her. No, it was her… I don't even know how to describe it. Do you know how a really sweet first-year school teacher should be? Really bright and happy and quick to anal smile or laugh with this way of looking at you that just made you want to hug them and kiss them and… well, you know the rest. There is another layer to this though, see, she has an air of being totally incorruptible. A shining moral light in a world of grime. Okay, maybe I'm going over the top but I'm sure you know what I mean. She is a thoroughly lovely person and, well, I guess I liked the idea of being the one to corrupt her! Don't misunderstand me here, I'm a good person, but I like to think that I'm something of a vixen. I have long red hair to the middle of my back shaved and I'm five feet and eight inches and slim with a very decent blowjob pair of legs. My breasts are a tiny bit smaller than Sally's but I'm proud of my pert pair! Much as I like to imagine I'm a ‘bad girl', that's a side of me which usually remains hidden. So, fast forward a couple of months and I had just moved out of my parents' house into a rather nice apartment. It was on the third floor of an eight-floor building that my hard work and dedication to my skinny job had allowed me to buy and furnish… okay, that's a lie; my dad bought it for me and helped me furnish it. He insisted and I, in almost no way, encouraged him to. Look, I was between jobs so quit judging me. It was a Thursday night when things started shaping up. I'd had a boring day at work again. My job entails prancing about an office making coffee for pricks and filing papers that could've literally been for anything. And it was something she started. "Hurry up!" When he was satisfied that he was finished, he pulled out only so far to let his dick rest on my tongue, “Clean me off. These Australian high school girls treated their sexuality like a new toy they were having fun playing with. Ben glanced over at the girl. “She is remarkably gorgeous; clever and thoughtful," Sean answered in blowjob a more animated anal response. I petite can still skinny taste her when I kiss you. She was also the one with the much more pendulous tits, stretching much longer then those next to her. Why? "How detailed do you need me to be I mean, do you really wanna know everything that happened?". He realized that he shaved was still gripping tightly onto the device.