you find your self starting your second year of college and someone to your surprise starts to find interest in you but your life isn't all grand with the abusive relationship your suffering in. how will this new stranger be the light when you need...
I start to sketch out a beautiful deer making it look elegant, I start to add color, Mr. Fischbach strolls on by and give me a proud smile.
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Soon it's time to pack up my stuff for my next classes before I head out the door, Mark grabs my wrist and pulls me back.
Is everything okay?
Oh I just wanted to ask you before I forget what else have you done in the past with your art. I'd love to see some of your handy work.
Of course I'll invite you over to my apartment some time and we can go thru my old archives.
That sounds fantastic. Let me write a pass to your next class.
Oh that's fine I can make it on time
Mark locks the door and pushes me on to one of the desks.
You'll most definitely need me to write one for you, I figured I'd be kind and teach you separately from the class
He takes his glasses off and lays them down, slowly loosens up his tie. My heart beat is echoing in my head..
Mr. Fischbach.. I
Shhhh
He starts to leave a trail of passionate kisses down my neck hitting my sweet spot once again, I let out a slight moan. Mark chuckles
Not to loud or someone will hear you
I groan in frustration and pleasure
Awwh can you handle that, hold it all in be a good girl for me.
Mark....
Mmmh say my name again
He gets more violent with his kissing and starts to nibble at my sweet spot. God don't let this ever stop. I digg my nails into his back, a low groan comes from Mark, he places his hand on my leg and starts to traces a pattern getting closer to my inner thigh. Mark pushes me to lay back on the desk, he leans in to my thigh and leaves soft kisses and nibbles on the inner part of my thigh, I softly whimper
Oh? Did I find another spot?
He teases me with more, all of a sudden I feel a large thing squish against my green and white striped panties. It's Mark's tounge pushing against my pussy teaseing me with each lick thru the fabric keeping him from making me wet, yet the feeling of his tounge on the other side was making it feel so good it wouldn't be to long before the fabric would be soaked. He pushes them aside exposeing my soft pinkness, I ache as he teases me with his hot breath on my exposed parts.
Stop teaseing me I whine
Mark glides his tounge up, making me grip his hair and buck with anticipation for him to continue
