Teacher takes control

Looking into the young girl’s eyes as he felt her hand rubbing against his cock Mr Powell smiled devilishly. “And what exactly did you have in mind? Did you think you could flash a little cleavage and I’d let your poor performance slide?” He asked in a mocking tone, rubbing Cindy’s hand harder against the bulge in his pants. “I’m afraid it’s not going to be that easy, you’re going to have to work for your grade.”

He stood up so quickly it made Cindy jump back in fear, but Mr Powell slipped passed her, sliding his body just a little closer than he should, and moved towards the door. Glancing out furtively into the hall Mr Powell quickly closed the blinds before reaching down and locking the door.

Turning back towards Cindy with his evil smile still in place the teacher eyed her up appreciatively, undressing her with his eyes as she stood in front of his desk.