Claire’s Awakening 12: Break Time Bang

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Claire and Scott had been together for over a month now. They had fallen into a great routine of going to Scott’s pad after school on a Wednesday and then hanging out at Claire’s on a Saturday, usually after wandering around town or something. Claire had still never even seen Scott’s mum, let alone met her! Eventually he had told her all about his dad walking out when he was 7 and his mum falling off the rails – every week she was off with some new bloke. Claire’s parents were strangely starting to become quite fond of Scott. Somehow they still believed that the couple were actually ‘studying’ upstairs with the music up loud. Parents are so gullible sometimes! This particular Thursday, the wind was blustering through the trees. The ground was covered in a thin layer of frost. All was peaceful outside, the world silently waiting for December to come and brighten çankaya escort up the town with Christmas excitement. Claire however, was most definitely not feeling peaceful. Despite having had a very pleasurable evening at the tip of Scott’s tongue last night, she just couldn’t suppress her need to be touched. Her soft pink pussy was throbbing in her panties – just begging for attention. Maths dragged on, until eventually lesson 2 began. Drama. Scott was in the room opposite, doing music. Anyone walking past the practice suite could hear him expertly playing the drums whilst his mate Jonesy strummed away on a guitar. All they needed was a singer and a bassist and they’d finally be in business. He’d always dreamed of having his own band. The drama studio was filled with excited chatting. The whole class was busy talking about the rus escort latest gossip, except Claire. She was busy thinking about the fun that she would have on Saturday in bed with Scott again. Her daydreaming was interrupted by Mr Sunderland standing in front of the rowdy teens. “Improvisation time!” Be beamed. For some unknown reason he loved his job – teaching bratty kids with fowl mouths how to express themselves in a different way. Even more surprisingly, the pupils seemed to like him too. His good looks probably had something to do with it. He was fairly fresh out of university, just 28 years old. Currently he was sporting a wonderful golden tan, thanks to a trip to Barbados over half term. For the first time in two years of being in his class, Claire noticed just how hot he was. As she gazed into his swimming pool blue eyes, she eryaman escort drowned in their depth. At the same time, her panties began to drown in pussy juice. The class went by like a dream. Claire just couldn’t stop thinking about her teacher, completely forgetting about Scott! It was only as she left the classroom that she snapped back to reality. “Heeeey baby!” Scott wrapped himself around her and planted a long horny kiss on her lips. Claire kissed back hungrily, much to his delight. “Mmm, I want you so much! Bloody school… It’s so long until Saturday too.” She was pressing herself into him, not caring where they were. A light bulb went off in Scott’s head, as he saw Mr Sunderland leave his classroom, forgetting to lock the door behind him on the way to the staffroom. “It’s break time. Come with me!” Claire reluctantly allowed herself to be led back into the drama studio. “What the hell are you doing?! What if he comes back??” She was panicking. Scott came to a stop on the makeshift stage and pulled her back against him. “Oh shut up baby. You know you want to! We’ve got 15 minutes before he comes back.” He had a point.

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