“Very well let’s begin!” With that Mrs. Sullivan begins undoing the buttons to her blouse. “Now the first thing we will study is female anatomy.”
You can’t help but gasp as your teacher starts to strip before your eyes.
“Mrs. Sullivan what are you doing!?” Becky blurts out.
“I’m taking off my shirt so that you can see my breasts.” Mrs. Sullivan explains gently
A quick glance over at Becky shows you that even though she is blushing profusely she is still watching closely as Mrs. Sullivan’s nimble fingers slowly undo each button on her blouse. As your gaze returns to the unbelievable spectacle before you Mrs. Sullivan’s lacy red bra comes into view. This time it is Becky who lets out an involuntary gasp and, another glance at her reveals that her smooth pale skins is now crimson red with embarrassment and maybe a little excitement as well. You look back just in time to see the last button come undone. Mrs. Sullivan quickly untucks the shirt from her long black skirt and, shrugs it off her shoulders.
“Mrs. Sullivan, This isn’t right.” Becky says quietly her breath coming in shallow gasps.
“Becky don’t pretend you don’t like this.” Mrs. Sullivan replies calmly. “I’ve seen the way you look at me. Not to mention that with those lovely dresses you wear so often I can see how wet you get when you stare at my chest and ass every day.”
Becky gulps and turns even redder but still she doesn’t take her eyes from her teachers lace covered tits.
You can clearly see Mrs. Sullivan’s nipples poking through the thin red fabric of her bra. This must be as exciting for her as it is for you. Your cock is rock hard in your pants and it is straining almost painfully against the fabric of your jeans.
“Now Becky come help me take off this silly little bra.” Mrs. Sullivan says playfully.
You look over at Becky curious to see if she will give in to what she obviously wants or if she will chicken out and refuse.
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