8 XXX : futanari

I didn't know what to think when Ms. Blake walked into my office and closed the door. To be honest, I was scared. It was my first day, I mean, I had only been sitting there for an couple of hours. When she stopped a few feet from my desk and ordered me to stand in front of her, I didn't even think of questioning her. I stood, straightened my skirt and slipped around the front corner until we were a foot or two apart. She looked me over, her eyes ran down my body and stopped where my blouse was tucked into my skirt. For some reason, I got excited, it was like I wanted her to know, like I needed her to know my secret...
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