Yummy Ray

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"Okay class get with your assigned partners."

How bout he gets in me..

I look at a Ray McDaniel as he walks over and sits next to me. He's so hot. One day in gym he was wearing basketball shorts and I saw the outline of his dick. It was so big and I'm pretty sure he wasn't even hard.

He smiles at me. I quickly look at his lips then back up at his light brown eyes.

"So today, you all are going to work on a poem that's in limerick form, the topic doesn't as long as it's school appropriate." Someone in class made a joke and others laughed. I look at Ray from the cover of my eyes.

He shouldn't be school appropriate.

I ignore the rest of Mrs. Wilson's rambling as I examine Ray. Every now and then his arm brushes against mine. I go over his appearance. He has a athletic, sexy body with alluring eyes and luscious lips. I could eye fuck him all day.

Shit, I could fuck him all day.

To not seem obvious I look at Mrs. Wilson every once in awhile. I bit my lip as I think about licking his mocha colored skin from head to toe. He's apart of the track and field team and also goes to weight lifting after school sometimes. When I use to train at school I saw him there and oh was it quite a sight.

"Jasmine."

"Huh?" He laughs. Oh fuck, what a turn on. Not only is his voice smooth and deep but his laugh alone could get me off.

"Have any anything in mine."

You could fuck me on Mrs. Wilson's desk.

"How about we do something simple like foolish love." He smiles, his perfect white teeth at me and nods.

"Look at Ms. Smartie-pants." I smile and giggle.

I'd like to get into your pants.

"That's me." He gets out a sheet of paper and we begin thinking about what to write on foolish love.

"Hey Jasmine." I look up from his pants.

Habits, habits.

"Do you have any black in you?"

No, but I could if you're offering.

"Ah nope, all Mexican." I smile shaking pretend maracas.

"Quiero que mierda la mierda fuera de mí!" He raised an eyebrow.

"Sorry, I took French, what did you say?"

I want you to fuck the shit out of me.

"I'm glad that we're becoming friends." He smiles.

"Idem." My cheeks turn a light pink as I smile.

I just came so hard!

He's so fucking hot... just imagine him whispering stuff in French in my ear while fucking me.. oh my gosh.

"That's ditto." I tuck my hair behind my ear.

"Are you influence in it, that sounded as if it's your first language." He chuckles.

Shit!

"A little and I wish, I just took French since middle school so I'm pretty familiar with it."

Wanna be familiar with me.

We hear the bell ring. Damn, I wanted to stare at him a little longer. We gather our belongings and sat up, putting in our chairs.

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