Classic old text (Politics teacher’s foot slave) full

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Word count: 39856
Ever since I accidentally saw an aunt’s feet in stockings when I was young, I had a subconscious tendency to be played by women, when I was only 11 years old. When I was in junior high school, my tendency became stronger and stronger, but I didn’t dare to show it. I remember that was the first time I took a politics class. I thought that the politics class was usually attended by very serious old ladies, but as soon as the politics teacher walked in, I felt that way. Of course, it was because the teacher was so beautiful, with neck-length black hair, oval face, big eyes, raised eyebrows, a moderate mouth, and those legs… The political teacher introduced her surname as Li, Li Qian, who just graduated from a normal college this year and is 23 years old. I didn’t hear anything other than that, and all I was looking at was her beautiful legs in black stockings and black high heels, because they were so beautiful. At this time, it was a coincidence that Li Qian asked me to answer the question, but I didn’t hear the question. Fortunately, the buddy at the back desk reminded me. Her question is how to develop in the past three years of junior high school. My answer is very simple, of course it is developing in a good direction. Li Qian nodded and said: “It’s too general, but what you said is very good.” I thought to myself that this teacher is good, and he is kind-hearted and beautiful. A few days later, the monitor actually informed me that the political teacher had asked me to be the representative of the political class. I was so happy when I heard it, because my subconscious mind told me how close I could be to Li Qian, the political teacher. I performed very well in every political class after that. Then every night when I go to sleep, I would imagine that the beautiful teacher Li Qian would torture me severely. But after that time… During the class that morning, Li Qian asked me to come to her office at noon to help her grade the papers. After a while, Li Qian came from a distance, wearing a professional jacket, a short skirt, black stockings and high heels. I quickly went up to say hello to the teacher, and Li Qian said she had slept in just now, and said sorry to me. As soon as I stared at her lower body, when she went to unlock the lock, I dropped the pen on purpose, bent over to pick it up, and touched her high-heeled shoe with my sweaty hand. Of course, all of this happened in an instant. After she unlocked it, I went in and sat opposite her. This office is like a classroom, and there is a small triangular cabinet for brooms in the corner. Because this office is at the end of the corridor, it is a bit small, and because it is small, Li Qian uses it alone. Li Qian gave me a lot of papers, and told me: The afternoon class is art and physical education, don’t go, these papers will be judged. I answered yes! , I looked at Li Qian’s legs from time to time while judging the test paper. It was so beautiful, and my little brother couldn’t help it. I didn’t want Li Qian to find out, so I turned my legs up.The most is a low-cut bra, pink, the moderate chest is so beautiful! What are you looking at? Li Qian asked suddenly, I was looking at her chest all the time, but I didn’t notice that she was looking at me all the time, I was so careless. I… I… I think there is a problem! I had to make it up. Oh, is that right, let’s judge quickly Li Qian replied. I thought it was a fluke that Li Qian didn’t find out, but my hands sweated a lot, and the paper was glued together. I struggled, but I didn’t want to, and the pen fell off and fell under the table. When I leaned over, I saw the panties in the teacher’s short skirt. ! I was leaning over and looking up, Li Qian was glaring at me, I was really stupid this time, I was picking up a pen, then what is in your hand! Li Qian said provocatively,

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