My Teacher, My Slave
With what I had on her, she had no choice but to agree.
I was pretty much the same as every other kid in High School, with the exception that I used to walk around with a raging a hard on all day long. I was such a horny bastard that even I couldn't believe it. Because of it, I never missed an opportunity to either peek down a womans top, or up a skirt any chance I got. Any age, any type, any race, as long as she was a woman, I wanted to see. Some times so much so that it woul...