Study Break, Pt.1

I had been sitting at the same desk, in the same position for about three hours. This history text book was really not becoming any more interesting to me and this empty classroom was just as boring, no sounds, no company, nothing. As always, my mind got the best of me and I turned my attention to my day dream. I could picture him just then, tall, smoothed black hair, bright green eyes, a brilliant smile, muscular build that showed under the button up shirts and Kurtköy Escort slacks. I wanted him, desperately. He, just so happened to be my history professor. Professor Nelson was the talk of the campus, ever since he got hired about two semesters ago and girls were envious of other girls that had his class. Awakening me was a dull throb between my legs. I was growing wetter and wetter just at the thought of his muscular body. I really Kurtköy Escort Bayan wanted to know what his cock looked like, how he could use it, anything. I could feel the damp spot in my panties and clenched my legs together to attempt to dull the throb, but actually it ended up making it worse. Suddenly I was really glad the classroom was empty. My hand slid slowly down the front of my jeans after unbuttoning and unzipping Escort Kadıköy them, toying with my wet mound over my panties. God, I was soaking. I slid one finger apart from the rest and gently rubbed my clit through my underwear, causing a small moan to escape my lips. Aware of the sound I had made my eyes opened and I turned to look around the room, nervously glancing to see if anyone walking by the door had heard me. Thankfully it appeared that no one was there, so I dared to slide my hand into my underwear and work my fingers over my outer lips, massaging the wetness just a little bit. A sigh slid past my full lips and I quietly slid my finger into myself, feeling my hot tight walls squeeze around it. It felt so good to have something inside of me.