Student babe has a sex fantasy about getting fucked by her black teacher

I don't know what it was about that particular afternoon, but I was horny.

I hadn't had a boyfriend in a while and I felt a delicious warm feeling between my legs.

The thought of the rumors about Mr. Powell didn't help the situation much.

Mr. Powell?

Yes?

I'm on the chapter of African tribal customs.

Don't you think it seems a little exaggerated?

You know, ********ism and human sacrifice.

It seems unreal.

Believe it.

It all happened.

It seems so far fetched.

What would you say if I told you that some of these customs still occur today?

Really?

I'd think you were kidding.

Well, well concealed though.

I tell you what, if you write me a report on ancient African cultures that use these

methods to control their people, it'll be worth a little extra credit to you.

Really?

Thanks, Mr. Powell.

I see that you're really trying and this will reflect in your grades.

Wow, thank you.

I knew I was dreaming, but it all seemed so real.

Well, I was frightened, but I was still aroused.

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