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~~~Andy's POV~~~
"It's one thing to fall asleep in class, but it's another thing to daydream about your teacher fucking you against his desk.
"Andy!"
"S-sorry what?" I shifted trying to cover my hard-on.
"I asked you to continue from where Vic left off," I looked down at the book, and I seriously have no idea where we were.
"I don't know where,"
"Well first you have to be on the same page," He turned my page to sixty-nine and placed a detention note on my desk.
~~~Dentention~~~
I had my head down and my eyes closed and I once again image Mr. Quinn fücking me against his desk.
"Andy?" I raise my head to see Mr. Quinn kneeling to my level.
"What had you so distracted?" He set his hand on my knee.
I thought nothing until he started moving it father up my leg. I watched his hand, and soon he ran across my bulge, and I bit my lip keeping my moans in.
"Is this because of me?" I blushed and kept my head down to see his hand.
"Answer me, baby," He continued to palm me through my jeans.
"Y-yes," I bucked my hips into his touch.
"What were you thinking about during my class, baby?"
"Y-you fückining me against- oh fück," My head dropped down and my eyes shut.
"Where was I fücking you, baby?" His hand slowed down, and I groaned and rocked my hips.
"Against your desk," He pulled away causing me to groan.
I looked up and watched his movements as he walked over to the door shutting and locking it and pulling down the blinds. He looked back at me and smirked motion me over to his desk. I got out of my seat and walked toward him, and he soon joined me. He grabbed my hips pushing me back against the desk roughly.
His lips attached to my neck biting and sucking at the skin. His body pressed firmly against mine, and I grind my hips against him looking for friction. He pulled back tearing my shirt over my head his eyes and hand roam over my body.
His hand traveled down to the top if my jean slowly pushing underneath but quickly removing them smirking at my response. I leaned forward and started to undo his tie throwing it to the floor, next I worked on his shirts leaving us both shirtless. I kissed his chest up to his neck.
His head rolled back, and my hand traveled down to his pants, running my hand over the front of his jeans. He gasps and bucked his hips forward. I kissed down his chest dropping to my knees in front of him.
I unbutton his pants pulling them down. I massaged his grown bulge feeling it harden every second. I pulled his boxers down, and my eyes widen. Mr. Quinn smirked and bucked his hips forward.
"Do you like what you see, baby?" I nodded wrapping my hand around his base slowly pumping my fist up and down swirling my thumb around his head.
My free hand played with his balls, and I could feel them tighten now and then.
"How about you use that pretty mouth of your's baby?" He ran his thumb over my cheek, and I nodded leaning forward taking the head into my mouth.
I moved my head up and down his length enjoying the way it would glide across my tongue. I looked up at Mr. Quinn innocently his mouth was opened as his hand was running through my hair. Without breaking eye contact, I took his whole length into my mouth enjoying the moans that slipped past his lips. I pulled off using my hand, and our eyes never left one another.
