<strong>The Dean's Office (Erica and Mr Johnson)</strong><br/><br/>The German girl had shown him almost instantly that she was not backward in being forwards. She'd fit in well at the school. No further evidence was required. She had removed her top quickly, not even having the formality to leave her seat first, giving the Dean his first view of her flesh. Her skirt came off as she approached him, walking around to his side of the desk for the second time on only her first visit here. He swivelled his chair around to get the best view he could and he wasn't dissapointed. Her nipples poking through her lacy bra, and the same material barely covering her groin. She looked a treat.<br/><br/>Erica's breasts looked even better in 'high definition' as she proceeded lean over him to get to the uniforms, she had pulled the front of her bra down slightly, and open invitation for him to extend his lips and suck her pert little nipples in turn. He couldn't help but moan loudly now, sounding his appreciation for the pupils form.<br/><br/>She then dressed, and Mr Johnson began to think all his fun for the day was over. After a little spin around the otherside of the desk, in which he couldn't take his eyes off of those breasts, those legs and her ass, he was expecting her to sit back down job complete. Erica had other ideas however, and was quickly back around his side of the desk, fingers playfully pulling at his shirt, and then downwards, undoing his pants expertly. He was already nearly erect, a good eight and a half to nine inches in length, and thick, oh so very thick. He kept himself trimmed, preffering both the look, but also for practical purposes; it was far easier to assess a girls performance in class if both could see what they were doing properly. His balls were large and churning in his scrotum, pulled up close towards his body.<br/><br/>As she knelt down infront of him and sucked on his hardening shaft for a few minutes, the door to his office was flung open.