Infatuated With My Teacher
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"Dude your fucking Ms.Allen?!"
I glared at Leon as I looked down at her beautiful sleeping face.
"Sh."
She was sleeping and I didn't want his loud ass mouth to wake her up. I wasn't just fucking her and using her for just sex or just for her body. I loved her.
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