I studied him up and down, the buldge of his cock clearly straining his trousers, I smiled before I looked up into his face. Indian porn sex All I could think about was the look on Mr Matthew’s face, the feeling of the power I held pulsing through my body. I started to pull them to the side but stopped abruptly when I hear the loud sound of the horn blast through the car. “Can I go to the toilet Mr Matthews?”
His face blushed red before he replied saying I could go. I had been secretly practicing my flirting skills the past few weeks in English, doing all the things I had read in the magazines. I worked my way up my body in the mirror, my body hinting only slightly at a hourglass shape figure. We sat up the back of the class painting our nails, going for a deep purple today to match our uniforms. I hated uniforms, purple tartan skirts and fitted blouses matched with a purple tie were neither comfortable nor stylish. She was a typical schoolgirl, obsessed with celebrities, so much so she had dyed blonde hair, several piercings and all the fashionable clothing.
