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Pat turned the corner and looked for his room. 109, Health Class. He spotted it down the hall and jogged towards it. Then the bell rang.

"Shit, shit!" Pat muttered, his jog turning into a run. His hard cock bounced against his body as he did, slipping in the room just as the teacher closed the door.

"Oh, hello there Mr..." Pat heard from behind him. He turned, laying eyes on the most attractive teacher he had ever seen.

Ms Laney, his homeroom professor, had a tight red bun of hair with round, black rimmed glasses and searing red lipstick. Her face was slender and pale, as was the rest of her body. Her breasts, Pat was certain their were DDs, were sublime, with a suckable plump look and big areolas. His eyes trailed down her slender frame and rested at her perfectly shaved pussy lips, placed carefully between her fit thighs.

"Mr..." She inquired, her eyes brushing past Pat's still-hardening cock. He was so rock solid that he could feel his heartbeat through it.

"Uhh, Pat... Arton..." Pat muttered, clearing his throat.

"Yes, the new boy. Pleasure to meet you Mr. Arton. Please take your seat." Ms Laney turned around to write something on the board, and Pat had to tear his eyes from her perfect bubble butt.