I walked across the classroom in my tight pencil skirt, bustier, stockings and heels over to little Johnny‘s desk. Johnny was being naughty again, and my patience was wearing thin. He was going to have to learn to respect authority.
I placed my palms on little Johnny’s desk and leaned down to eye level with him. “Little Johnny, I want to see you after class.”
The bell rang and the class left the room, but little Johnny remained seated. “Come up to my desk, little Johnny,” I said.
He sat there at his desk and didn’t move.
I sighed and got up and walked over to him. I grabbed him by the arm and pulled him to his feet, “You are going to have to start following my instructions…” I stopped in mid-sentence. Little Johnny had a big bulge in his pants, and he was trying to hide it.
“Is THIS,” I grabbed little Johnny’s big cock, “why you have such trouble concentrating in class?” I stroked it through his pants, making it even harder.
Little Johnny nodded his head, his face turning bright pink with embarrassment.
It all made sense now. Little Johnny was hot for teacher! He couldn’t focus if his cock was throbbing in his pants, demanding attention!
Luckily for little Johnny, I love big, hard cock. I unbuttoned his jeans and slid the zipper down, pulling his cock into my mouth. “You’re going to need some private tutoring, little Johnny,” I said as I slurped on his dick.
