Lust is what I had for him.
Mr. Harper was my reading teacher. But I wanted him to be more.
Mine for the moment.
I lusted over him.
I wanted to be his pet.
Teachers pet.
Want him to take me.
Fuck me like a rag doll.
But I know it's not right.
But I fantasize anyway.
Take me here in the class room.
Take me from behind.
Put it in.
Ride me.
Hard.
Fast.
Over and over
Faster and faster.
Lust over me.
Lust as I have you.
We fuck like ducks.
Fuck like bucks.
His bomber jacket.
His sleeve rubs up.
Against my skin.
He thrust in me.
Cums in me.
He crys out.
That paper is an A+.
Just as he pulls out.
Lust over me.
Lust within me.
Teachers pet am I.
The end....
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