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Stanley Gets Revenge On His Math Teacher 1

Auteur: Jessie Quinn
last update Date de publication: 2026-06-25 06:27:11

STANLEY

Mr Crawford failed my math paper.

Again.

Staring down at the paper in front of me, I fisted my hands, red creeping into my vision as anger filled me.

Pushing up from my chair, I stormed over to the front of the class where he sat at his desk, his eyes fixed on his computer with those annoying glasses perched on his nose.

I wanted to snatch them and smash them against the fucking desk.

“How the hell did I get an F on this test?” I seethe, glaring down at the fool.

He shares such str
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  • Filthy, Dirty Desires   Stanley Gets Revenge On His Math Teacher 4

    STANLEY “What the fuck did you do, kid?” Mr Crawford growls, cornering me after class in the almost deserted hallway. Oh, he’s opened my mail. I give him a shit-eating smirk, folding my hands across my chest. “Judging by how hard that vein in your head is throbbing like it’s about to burst, I’d say you already know what I did. Or do you need me to spell it out for you in detail?” His face is so red, it looks like he’s about to explode and his eyes are twitching so badly, I’m beginning to think maybe he truly is about to have an aneurysm. “I’ll humor you.” I pat his shoulder in a patronizing manner. “Her pussy was the tightest thing ever, wet as a fucking water fountain and sensitive as all fucks. And when I ate her out? She tasted so fu—” He shoves me back a step, looking like he’s truly about to murder me. “I swear to God kid, you don’t wanna mess with me.” He’s literally panting, getting all up in my face. “If that video so much as gets out, I’m going to fucking end you.”

  • Filthy, Dirty Desires   Stanley Gets Revenge On His Math Teacher 3

    SLOANE CRAWFORD There’s still a chance for me to stop this, I tell myself. He’s not inside me yet. I could still push him back, close my legs and send him out of my office—but I do neither of those things. Instead, I spread my legs wider, giving my student enough space to fit his wide frame between my thighs. He stares down at my pussy with a look so dark and hungry, my abdomen clenches hard with want. I’d be so embarrassed of how wet I am if Stanley didn’t appear to love it so much. “I want you to keep your eyes on us, baby.” He teases my entrance with the head of his cock, dragging it back and forth in a slow motion that makes me whimper and bite my lip. “Watch us.” He inserts himself inside me and pushes in, the wide head of his huge cock splitting me wide open. “See how good you look taking my cock?” He whispers. I do, I want to say, but the words don’t make it out of my mouth. I’m in a haze of lust, the pleasure so good, I can’t think about anything else but it.

  • Filthy, Dirty Desires   Stanley Gets Revenge On His Math Teacher 2

    STANLEY “Thing is I don’t want you to pretend like this never happened,” I say, crowding her against her desk. “Plus, I have a feeling you’d really like helping me out with my situation, am I right?” Mrs Crawford’s pulse flutters wildly, desire clouding her eyes. It’s blindingly obvious that every bit of her wants this. She can protest all she wants but we both know that she’s just putting up a front. She’s had the hots for me for a while now. “You can be honest with me, Mrs Crawford, we’re both adults.” That has her lifting a skeptical brow. “Are you?” I mimic her expression. “I’m eighteen.” And she knows this. “Barely,” she argues, huffing and turning her gaze away. Taking her hand in mine, I rest it on top of my bulge, which jumps from the action, desperate to rip out of my jeans. “Does this feel like it’s attached to a little boy?” Her throat works on a swallow and my eyes damn near roll into the back of my head when she slightly tightens her hand around my length

  • Filthy, Dirty Desires   Stanley Gets Revenge On His Math Teacher 1

    STANLEYMr Crawford failed my math paper.Again. Staring down at the paper in front of me, I fisted my hands, red creeping into my vision as anger filled me. Pushing up from my chair, I stormed over to the front of the class where he sat at his desk, his eyes fixed on his computer with those annoying glasses perched on his nose. I wanted to snatch them and smash them against the fucking desk. “How the hell did I get an F on this test?” I seethe, glaring down at the fool. He shares such striking resemblance with a frog, it’s a wonder he doesn’t get mistaken for one more often. His head jerks up and he narrows his beady little eyes at me. “I’d advise you to watch your tone, Callaghan.”Fuck you.That’s what I wanted to say. But it would only land me in detention and had plans after school. Plans that weren’t worth fucking up because of Mr Crawford. “I’d like to know how I failed this test when the majority of my answers were correct, sir.”My tone is the furthest thing from respe

  • Filthy, Dirty Desires   Seducing My Boyfriend’s Hot Dad 6

    SOPHIAI slurp on his cock like it’s a big, long and hard candy, taking him as deep into my throat as I can before letting him slide out, my eyes watering like hell. He hisses, cupping my skull. “Open,” he orders gruffly and I do, parting my lips wide for him. Eyes almost completely black with desire, he holds me in place and starts pumping us hips, fucking my mouth slowly at first before gradually increasing the pace. His thrusts get so fast, I have to brace my hands on his hips to hold myself upright. He’s obviously enjoying himself, harsh little grunts slipping free from his lips even though he’s so obviously trying to be quiet. The fact that he can’t help it, that he’s getting so much pleasure from fucking my mouth so crudely that he can’t keep it down turns me on so fucking badly, my panties grows damp. “Yes,” he hisses, staring down as he watches his length disappear and reappear. “Keep that hot mouth open for me while I fuck it.”I moan, wriggling my hips against the ache

  • Filthy, Dirty Desires   Seducing My Boyfriend’s Hot Dad 5

    WILLIAM DALEShe fucked him. If I’d managed to sleep last night, it couldn’t have been more than a total of three hours combined. And it’s all because my son decided to let the world know that he’s fucking his girlfriend. I mean, I can’t exactly blame him, can I?One look at her and you’d understand why. She’s a walking wet dream. A sex-pot with the perkiest fucking tits I’ve ever seen and an equally perfectly rounded ass with more than enough flesh to hold on to. Lord knows I sneak glances at her, watching it jiggle every chance I get. “You good, dad?” Brad’s voice forces me out of my thoughts. I glance at him, seeing that he has an almost confused smile on his face. He looks well rested. Of course he does. Pussy that good has a way of leaving a man with a certain glow. I would know. I had the same one two days ago. But we haven’t had the chance to fuck ever since then because Brad’s been in our faces and I’m currently battling the world’s worst case of blue balls. Fucking gr

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