Henry's MILF Teacher

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1125430Henry's MILF Teacherhttps://www.gandhi.com.mx/henry-s-milf-teacher/phttps://gandhi.vtexassets.com/arquivos/ids/468413/45380096-bd1e-4046-8b9a-0e0845ac1e97.jpg?v=6383349328108000006161MXNCJ BlakeInStock/Ebooks/Henry Vickers only wants one thing in the world, his hot English teacher. Mrs. Kenner is the honey-blonde beauty that all guys dream about when they hear the word MILF. Unfortunately, Henry only sees Mrs. Kenner in class and in his fantasies, until one day, a chance meeting at the library turns into something more. PREVIEW: Mrs. Kenner was the teacher every guy wanted. Not because she was so nice and friendly, she was, but because she was hot. Really hot. Take today for example, Mrs. Kenners honey-blonde hair was all wavy, down around her shoulders, framing her perfectly gorgeous face. She had bright, green eyes that were always so captivating and sometimes had a touch of naughtiness. Although, I could be fantasizing about the naughtiness. Mrs. Kenner walked around the classroom with a smooth, graceful confidence. I watched every step. She wore a red sweater that fit snugly, but it wasnt tight, it was classy, and it was snug enough that it showed off the wonderful curve of her big natural breasts and thin waist. She wore a pair of simple black pants with the sweater and a pair of black heels, but they werent very tall, just a few inches, modest, but still hot. I tried to imagine what her bare legs and ass looked like under those pants. Mrs. Kenner never wore skirts or dresses, and I was just dying to see those legs. I just knew they were outstanding, and the fact that she kept them covered made me wonder even more. Mrs. Kenner was making her way around the room, she was almost at my desk. I sat up straight, held my pencil at the ready and watched her get closer and closer. She put the quiz face down on my desk. I looked up at those wonderful green eyes and smiled. She gave me a slight grin and went on to the next desk. I kept watching. She was so hot. She slowly walked to the front of the room, turned around to look at all of us and said, you may begin. I flipped my quiz over and wrote my name, Henry Vickers. You have ten minutes, Mrs. Kenner said. Her voice was soft and smooth. I started filling in answers. I was a business major here at Tech, but English was my best subject and this poetry quiz was too easy. I answered every question with confidence, put down my pencil and looked up happily at Mrs. Kenner. She checked her watch. Five minutes left, she said.1116427Henry's MILF Teacher6161https://www.gandhi.com.mx/henry-s-milf-teacher/phttps://gandhi.vtexassets.com/arquivos/ids/468413/45380096-bd1e-4046-8b9a-0e0845ac1e97.jpg?v=638334932810800000InStockMXN99999DIEbook20199780463037980_W3siaWQiOiJmMTk4OGI2Zi0xNDViLTQ4NTQtYTBkNC02OWRiZGFjMTdkYzAiLCJsaXN0UHJpY2UiOjU5LCJkaXNjb3VudCI6MCwic2VsbGluZ1ByaWNlIjo1OSwiaW5jbHVkZXNUYXgiOnRydWUsInByaWNlVHlwZSI6IklwcCIsImN1cnJlbmN5IjoiTVhOIiwiZnJvbSI6IjIwMjItMTEtMjlUMjE6MDA6MDBaIiwicmVnaW9uIjoiTVgiLCJpc1ByZW9yZGVyIjpmYWxzZX1d9780463037980_Henry Vickers only wants one thing in the world, his hot English teacher. Mrs. Kenner is the honey-blonde beauty that all guys dream about when they hear the word MILF. Unfortunately, Henry only sees Mrs. Kenner in class and in his fantasies, until one day, a chance meeting at the library turns into something more. PREVIEW: Mrs. Kenner was the teacher every guy wanted. Not because she was so nice and friendly, she was, but because she was hot. Really hot. Take today for example, Mrs. Kenners honey-blonde hair was all wavy, down around her shoulders, framing her perfectly gorgeous face. She had bright, green eyes that were always so captivating and sometimes had a touch of naughtiness. Although, I could be fantasizing about the naughtiness. Mrs. Kenner walked around the classroom with a smooth, graceful confidence. I watched every step. She wore a red sweater that fit snugly, but it wasnt tight, it was classy, and it was snug enough that it showed off the wonderful curve of her big natural breasts and thin waist. She wore a pair of simple black pants with the sweater and a pair of black heels, but they werent very tall, just a few inches, modest, but still hot. I tried to imagine what her bare legs and ass looked like under those pants. Mrs. Kenner never wore skirts or dresses, and I was just dying to see those legs. I just knew they were outstanding, and the fact that she kept them covered made me wonder even more. Mrs. Kenner was making her way around the room, she was almost at my desk. I sat up straight, held my pencil at the ready and watched her get closer and closer. She put the quiz face down on my desk. I looked up at those wonderful green eyes and smiled. She gave me a slight grin and went on to the next desk. I kept watching. She was so hot. She slowly walked to the front of the room, turned around to look at all of us and said, you may begin. I flipped my quiz over and wrote my name, Henry Vickers. You have ten minutes, Mrs. Kenner said. Her voice was soft and smooth. I started filling in answers. I was a business major here at Tech, but English was my best subject and this poetry quiz was too easy. I answered every question with confidence, put down my pencil and looked up happily at Mrs. Kenner. She checked her watch. Five minutes left, she said.9780463037980_CJ Blake8c6e7dd2-0660-3f9d-90d5-0ad9b4c97950_9780463037980;9780463037980_9780463037980CJ BlakeInglésMéxicohttps://getbook.kobo.com/koboid-prod-public/smashwords_level45-epub-59d9aef8-c3e9-498b-9349-8131ec1da640.epub2019-03-06T00:00:00+00:00CJ Blake