New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]
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				Title: <strong>New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 01:15:41</strong>
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				Nathan Sanders had been teaching since he was 26. He had sailed through all the programs and started at the high school that he had attended. For years he had to struggle against the advances of students eager to get a better grade, or some status points. When he hit 30, it stopped happening. Which was as much a relief as it was a blow to the ego.<br><br>This was also about the time that he got some new neighbors. They had a bright young daughter that was just about to blossom into a young woman. He had seen many girls in the school that were promising freshman, lose track and get whisked away by makeup and boys, or girls, or sports. There was always something. So, he made friends with the neighbors and took the time to give her a study session every day after school. It eventually became a study group, which gave her some time for social interaction. So he took it upon himself to take it back to one on one tutoring, this time at his home.<br><br>Over the summer, he got a little too involved, started imposing rules and curfews more strict then the ones her parents gave. She was ready to quit, and her parents were ready to make her. He was willing to do anything to keep his students happy, and she was very promising. He wasn't about to let her fail. So he made her an agreement. She kept up with her studies, and he would add in whatever she wanted to learn about.<br><br>Somehow, before the start of the new semester, they agreed to forming a sexual relationship. The first night back to school, he was to start easing her into a sexual lifestyle. <br>---<br><br><br><br>Delaney McMillan was about to be a freshman at the local highschool when her Mother up and moved her to a new town. She made a few friends, though most of her time was spent with a neighbor, her science teacher, and a small group.<br><br>Delaney was more of a loner, preferring to spend time by herself or with one other person, so she tried to avoid the sessions when possible until Mr. Sanders took it back to one-on-one. She liked him, a lot, probably more so than she was supposed to. Delaney blossomed at the end of her freshman year, started fitting in with the other girls more as they realized, despite her trim figure she wasn't a sports person, and therefore no threat to them or their positions. She became more popular in school, and started dressing more as they did, though it wasn't as fun as she had thought. She wanted to catch Mr. Sanders attention, and did, but not in the way she had hoped.<br><br>Around that time was when Mr. Sanders began to give her restrictions. She knew her studies had dropped a bit, but she rebelled when he began putting a curfew on her, going on dates with other guys from school rather than attending lesson, dressing in very revealing clothes during their sessions. She wanted to date like any normal girl would, and sometimes she daydreamed that it would be her teacher to finally teach her the ins and out of dating and sexual relationships.<br><br>During one session, just before school started back, she finally told him the way she felt, and, in his desperation, he agreed to teach her, with his own style and techniques, what she wanted to know.<br>---<br><br>Nathan was nervous when he got up that morning. Nervous as he made his coffee and ate his breakfast. He was practically shaking when he went next door to see if Delaney had woken up early enough to catch a ride to school with him. He stood at the door and cleared his throat loudly. IT was her idea, there was no way she would do anything to compromise his career for her fantasy. They had spent the last three years convincing her parents, her peers and the school that his was a purely academic interest in her. No one would suspect anything, so long as he stopped worrying about the whole thing.<br><br>"Mr. McMillian, good morning. Is your daughter ready to go, or is she still stuck in summer sleep mode?" He gives a light chuckle and&nbsp; a gun shot finger point. He was truly a nerd trying to be cool when speaking with parents.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Petra</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 02:10:03</strong>
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				Delaney smacked her alarm clock as it shrilled, rolling out of bed for school. She rubbed her eyes, looking blearily around the room for her clothes for the day. She groaned and threw her covers back, and padded across the room to her bathroom, stripping her pajamas as she went. She brushed her teeth, and did all the normal morning things before looking for her clothes once more. She found them at the foot of her bed, lying crinkled on the floor and sighed. She padded back to her dresser, laughing at herself when all she could find was a skirt clean. <br><br>She shrugged, seeing no reasons not to, pulled it up and over her hips, but froze when she heard her dad open the door, and her sleepy mind snapped to attention. She hiked the jean skirt up, buttoning it quickly and donning a polo shirt as she ran downstairs. She almost tripped as she overstepped, but caught herself on the rail. "Oops!" She looked down, her skirt a bit askew, her shirt pulled up showing her stomach just a bit to see her teacher and father at the door. "Sorry sorry," she yelled as she ran back to her room for shoes, "Almost ready, I promise."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 02:22:17</strong>
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				Her father invited him in and then went about his own things, getting ready for work. Nathan helped himself to an apple and a cup of coffee while he waited for her to get ready. If she was done fast enough that he couldn't finish, she would probably be happy to go back and spend an extra five minutes on herself.<br><br>Nathan simply sat at the coffee table sipping the coffee and taking an occasional bite of apple. He stared into the distance, lost in thought. He had his classes to take care of, the study group to worry about. They were seniors now, maybe he could adjust his schedule some. Seniors were before lunch, let them out early and hold the group during the break. Freshman sixth period. He smiled slightly. He had picked Delaney to be his aide, before this arrangement even came up. That made things simple. Man he was lucky, this girl was one of the brightest he had ever taught, and one of the best looking. Maybe he was biased. Things like today really stuck with him. Coming out in a loose robe and underwear. A too short skirt at the top of the stairs. A Gothic number that could have easily been mistaken for lingerie. All kind of outfits. And now, he didn't know if these were accidents, or if she had been trying to get him to think the things he was trying so hard to avoid.
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Petra</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 02:35:42</strong>
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				Delaney rushed through her room searching for suitable shoes. She saw a pair of red heels, matching her red shirt and slipped them on. She lightly stepped down the stairs, looking around the parlor for Mr. Sanders, but not seeing him. She turned and thought she heard something in the kitchen, so she investigated. She saw him, sitting in her kitchen, chewing on an apple idly. She grinned, and seeing no one else around, quickly ran behind him and wrapped her arms about him, rubbing her nose against the back of his neck. "Good Morning, Mr. Sanders." She purred a bit, happy that he was here. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 02:47:47</strong>
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				He was taken by surprise when she wrapped her arms around him. The nose rub, the light in her voice. All of it screamed affection, the kind of affection he wanted to avoid showing. Especially in her house. He jumped up, spilling coffee on himself and the table, and dropping his apple as he stood up.<br><br>"Delaney. I told you, you can't be doing things like that. It is inappropriate, and could end our sessions together. Do you want that?" He always found it strange turning down the advances of beautfiul, fresh teens. Yet, he did it, for the sake of professionalism and decency. He had done it for years, he should be able to keep it up until they got themselves alone tonight. He made his way to the door. "If you're ready, I need a change of pants. If you aren't, you get some time to finish getting dressed."
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Petra</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 03:18:55</strong>
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				Delaney sighed, and stepped back, her hands gripped behind her back and her head lowered looking at her feet. Yes, she knew not to, but how did he expect her to remember these things when he was so handsome. "I don't want that Mr. Sanders," She looked up at him, a small pout on her face. She nodded at his question, saying, "I'm ready now, I just need my backpack from the front hall." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 04:50:56</strong>
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				Hey shook his head softly as they headed out the door and back over to his place. Apparently he was going to have to throw in some lessons on submission. He grinned lightly, but wiped his face lightly to remove the look from his face. He opened the door and headed back to his bedroom to switch his pants for something a little more dry.<br><br>"Back in a jiffy. Don't get into any trouble."
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Petra</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 05:25:53</strong>
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				Delaney sighed, and walked to the parlor for her backpack. She grabbed the satchel, throwing it over her shoulder and walked outside to sit on the steps, waiting for him to come out. She wondered a bit on what the day would have in store for her, and smiled at the things her feverish mind came up with. <br><br>She smiled as he came back, and stood, hoping that her panties did not flash anyone, but had an inkling by Mr. Sanders's face that they did.
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 06:43:38</strong>
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				As they got in his car and made their way to school, he decided now was as good a time as any to put a little structure into their plan.<br><br>"I've got your Advanced Chem class before lunch, and you'll be my aide after lunch. I'll be moving study group to lunch time, so we have plenty of time after school, to keep up your grades." He cleared his throat here. "And our new arrangement. Did you take a free period when I wasn't looking? Or do you have something else after lunch?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Petra</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 16:20:33</strong>
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				Delaney pulled her schedule from her bag, looking it over. "I have a free period after lunch." She took a pencil out and wrote "T.A." in that space to remind herself. She sighed, and grinned as they came to a stop light, turning in her seat to face him. "What job to be while I'm your 'aide?'" She twitched her fingers around aide as she said it, grinning at her flustered teacher.
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 17:58:35</strong>
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				He shook his head and gave her a serious look. "There are a lot of things you still need to learn. The less you tease me, the less embarrassing the lessons will be. In school, I really mean aide. Grade papers, help clarify things and supervise lab work. The usual." <br><br>The trouble with shooting through college and scoring well enough to hop right into a job, is that you took very little time for personal life. As such, he had learned the wonders of the internet. Most of the things he found on 'sex lessons' involved discipline. He had ignored them, and went instead with tantra and Kama Sutra. But something about the way she was acting, made his mind go back to the discipline.
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Petra</strong> on <strong>08-03-2009, 23:47:42</strong>
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				Delaney pouted in the car. She sat back after his small reprimand, and stayed silent until they got to the school. She wasn't mad at him really, she just wished he was less uptight about letting her play with him. She was trying to be sexy for him, but it was as if he didn't notice her sometimes. She climbed from the car, and waved good bye to him, thanking him for the ride before going to her first class. <br><br>The day passed slowly, and by the time her Advanced Chemistry class came around she was squirming in her chair, glancing at the clock every 30 seconds it seemed. Delaney sighed when the bell rang, and power walked through the halls to her locker, putting her books away and taking her Chemistry book out for her next class. She walked with a classmate, Ryan to the classroom, talking with him about what had happened in the class before that they shared. He opened the door for her and she stepped in with him, laughing over a blunder the teacher had made.
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 19:27:56</strong>
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				His lesson plan on day one was the same for Advanced Chemistry as it was for Chemistry as it was for Earth Science. Syllabus and 'getting to know you'. A useful tool for picking lab partners and seating arrangements with freshman. And one of the best ways to keep upper upperclassmen relaxed and happy. There was a reason his was one of the favorite teachers.<br><br>"Cut off for an A, is 90%. Cut of for a B, 75%. And at least 60%, with a helluva good reason, to pass. You get an automatic fifty percent, just by showing up to class and another ten, by doing the extra credit assignment on the back of the syllabus.&nbsp; Another ten percent for in class labs, which the school won't let me, let you make up. Most of them are scheduled to last two classes, most of them can be done in one class period. If you do not pass this class, you do not get me as an instructor ever again."<br><br>He goes on for a bit more, describing what sorts of things to&nbsp; expect to learn about, his policy on tests, the ability to talk him into a better grade, etc. The only people that really paid attention where those who had never had him before. When he was done, he instructed them to mill around and talk amongst themselves. Except Delaney, who he pulled outside for a quick chat.<br><br>"As you probably know, this is all I'll be doing for the class you aide for. If you don't have any other class to worry about, you can head home whenever." He&nbsp; pulls out a small box, wrapped and tied with a bow. Inside, was a small jewelery box with a key. "Something I don't give to anyone. Key to the front door."
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Petra</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 00:13:03</strong>
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				She sat through her class, paying attention to each word he said, though slightly bored at the first day casualties. She came to him as he released the class and called her. Delaney walked with him to chat, gasping as he pulled a box with a beautiful red bow out. Her eyes glittered, and she wondered what was inside, a bit confused, but still happy to find it was his key. <br><br>She had asked for it before, but he had never relented to her till now. She clapped her hands, and took the key, pocketing it. She leaned up whispering, "I'll be waiting at your place for my next lesson," She brushed her lips over his cheek and ran down the hallway, only slowing when she turned the corner.
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 01:12:52</strong>
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				Running toward him, or running away, she had a great figure to watch move. Of course, it was purely for academic purposes. He had sent her on a task for his next class and wanted to make sure she didn't hurt herself in the meantime. He returned to his class and began writing&nbsp; a few questions on the board, to help progress the 'getting to know you' portion of the lecture. Of course, this was the senior class, so it became more like a game. See if you can answer these questions about your friend.<br><br>At the end of his day, he had given the same short speech five times, and spent his free period being told that he was now a day behind the other teachers, and that his style was worthless. He simply sat there and took it. His students passed, and they didn't ditch. It was enough to keep him as a teacher, even if they did periodically complain.<br><br>When he arrived home, he had almost forgotten about his plans for the night. Yes, he was used to helping out Delaney, but the first day didn't always have much work to worry about. He was shocked when he came across his front door, unlocked.
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Petra</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 01:43:58</strong>
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				Delaney sat at the kitchen table, grinning as she heard his car pull up. She had had a few hours alone, so she had ransacked his house, finding a few dirty little secrets. She sat there with one of his porn magazines open on top of her text book, flipping through the scrumptious pages. She was squirming in her chair by the time he arrived home. She ran to the door as he opened it, wrapping her arms about him tight, "Welcome home."
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				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 03:30:11</strong>
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				Took a few hard, deliberate steps forward as she wrapped her arms around him, and kicked the door shut behind him. He leaned back against it, letting her cling to him if she wanted. "Shit Delaney, you had me scared for a minute."<br><br>He took a breath and detached himself from her. "You are far more into this then I would have thought. Never realized you'd be so eager for me to come teach you something."<br><br>He laughed a bit, now that he had gotten over his fear of being robbed. They were alone now, and they could be together, just like she asked. He looked her over, seeing if she had done anything special for their evening, and noticed the magazine in her hand.<br><br>"And what might that be? Some of those girls have a bit of an advanced technique for you sweetie." At home, alone, his confidence was back. His hesitation dwindling. He could ignore the world, and focus on her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Petra</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 16:24:52</strong>
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				Delaney smiled at him, stepping back a bit. She laughed as she held up the magazine in her hand, "It's one of your dirty magazines." She giggled and ran back to the kitchen, sliding up onto the counter as she heard him follow her in.<br><br>"I've been here since school ended, reading through them." She wiggled a little. "You're a dirty man Mr. Sanders," she raised an eyebrow, "Leaving dirty mags out where anyone could find them."
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 17:40:23</strong>
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				He snatches the magazine from her and puts it in his back pocket. "I do hide them. Which means you're getting a little snoopy. I just don't usually leave children alone in my house." He draws out the word children, trying to tease her with it.<br><br>"I suppose you snooped around enough to find something to eat? I had a salad prepared and leftover pasta." Despite her excitement over the whole ordeal, he wasn't about to drag her up into the bedroom and have his way with her. He really did intend to teach her a thing or two. And that included seduction, not that she seemed to need it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Petra</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 19:13:50</strong>
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				Delaney pouted, looking around his body to see where he put it. "I only snooped a little. And I'm not a child..."<br><br>She sighed and wished he would stand closer to her, though she didn't move. "I saw it, but I wasn't hungry then, so I left it alone." She held her hands out, beckoning him. "Come closer." <br>
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				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 19:21:57</strong>
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				He took a step forward when she asked him to and gave her a smile. He was still out of her reach, and obviously not as close as she would like. "And why do you want me closer Miss Delaney?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Petra</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 19:27:05</strong>
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				Delaney frowned at him, "Come closer still, I wanna show you something, Mr. Sanders." Her eyes glittered mischievously and she held her arms outstretched before her body, clenching and unclenching her fingers. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 20:04:28</strong>
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				He took another half step forward, still just outside the reasch of her outstretched fingers. She could probably hop off the counter to get him, but he wasn't concerned by it. "What would you need to show me, that I have to be so close? My eyes work just fine from a few feet away."<br><br>He gave her a smirk and inched forward a bit more. he leaned back a bit as he did, to keep his shirt out of her reach. She'd have to work at it still to grab him, but she could manage if she wanted.
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Petra</strong> on <strong>13-03-2009, 04:36:42</strong>
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				Delaney reached out, almost catching him, but her arms were not quite long enough. She pouted a bit more, poking her bottom lip out. "I just want to show you something," she whined, feigning innocence. "Please?" She held her arms out, wanting him to step into them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>13-03-2009, 04:55:44</strong>
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				Hegave her a playful grin, leaning forward slightly and then back to his regular position. "And how am I supposed to see what you show me, if I'm standing right next to you?" He finally takes a few more steps forward, close enough that she can do whatever it is she's planning.
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				Post by: <strong>Petra</strong> on <strong>13-03-2009, 04:59:07</strong>
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				She grinned, and grabbed his shirt front, holding her finger up in front of his surprised face. "I got a paper cut from your dirty mag." She laughed at his confused face, and took the opportunity to kiss him deeply. he worked her tongue inside his mouth, hoping he would take charge, and forget about her being a 'student.'
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>13-03-2009, 05:09:33</strong>
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				He would certainly take charge, but he was not going to forget about her being his student. At least, not just yet. He would return the passion in her kiss, lightly rubbing his hands up her arms, but then break off the kiss. "Stop that. We agreed I'd give you lessons about sex. Not just take you home and fuck you. And your first lesson is in seduction."<br><br>He took a few steps back again, standing outside her reach. Part of the reason he had been so blunt, was that he wasn't sure he could remain focused if she gave him another glimpse of her passionate side. "Were you planning that kiss the whole time, or did you do it, just because you had the chance to?"
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				Post by: <strong>Petra</strong> on <strong>13-03-2009, 05:15:17</strong>
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				Delaney sighed and watched as Mr. Sanders came full front teacher-mode. "I kissed you because I wanted to, duh." She didn't think there really had to be a reason other than that, but didn't think long on it. <br>&nbsp;<br>"So today you'll teach me about seduction? Okay. Get to teaching then," she dared him, cocking one eyebrow slightly. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>13-03-2009, 05:27:41</strong>
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				He sighed a bit and shook his head. "'m trying to teach you. but you aren't exactly paying attention like you do in class. Maybe we should stick with math instead?"<br><br>he gave her a grin, letting her know it was just a tease. "I was asking if you planned on kissing me at that moment, or if it just happened. I know you wanted to do it. but was that why you called me over?" The question was relevant to the lesson. One way or the other, he had a lesson in mind.
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				Post by: <strong>Petra</strong> on <strong>15-03-2009, 02:51:28</strong>
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				Delaney shook her head furiously. "I don't want to learn math." She sighed, and scooted closer to the edge of the counter, "I had planned on it, Mr. Sanders. I wanted to kiss you, because I think you have a sexy mouth." <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>16-03-2009, 19:35:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded and thought it over for a second. Apparently he wasn't as good at the playing hard to get thing as he thought. Then again, she wouldn't be here if she didn't want him, so he really had no need for tricks like that.<br><br>"All right. Then, I'll explain how you could have done that better. Then we'll see how it works. I was being resistant right? why not play the damsel in distress? You could have shown me your finger and pouted, telling me that my nasty magazine had hurt you. I would have given up my little hard to get thing, to see just how serious it was. And you would have had me. Hell, get a guy to touch you, and he'll probably make the next move himself."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Petra</strong> on <strong>16-03-2009, 22:22:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Delaney laughed at him, "But you aren't a normal guy. You didn't make the first move, or even try to." She hopped off the counter and strode over to stand before him, holding her finger before her. "Mr. Sanders, that nasty magazine of yours cut me..." She said in a pouting voice, eyebrows lowered in a worried, innocent look.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>17-03-2009, 21:37:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was playing along with the lesson plan. That was all he was really looking for today. That and a little pillow talk to figure out what exactly he should put on these lessons of his. He got a worried expression on his face and clasped his hands around hers, lifting the finger up to his face.<br><br>"Oh my. I can't believe I left such dangerous magazines laying around." He kissed the finger lightly and looked into her eyes. "Did that feel better?" then pushing her hand lightly, so that it was near her face, he kissed it again, and let the kiss slide over to her lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Petra</strong> on <strong>17-03-2009, 23:22:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Delaney smiled and wrapped her arms about him as his kissed reached her lips, stepping closer to his warm body. She returned his sweet kiss with fervor, running her tongue against his lip. "Mr. Sanders, what will you teach me today?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>17-03-2009, 23:42:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He gives a soft hum as he thinks, trying to determine what he should do with her today. He could think of only two options for the first day, but it very much depended on her.<br><br>"Tell me dear, with these guys you started dating, this rebellious streak of yours. Did you sleep with any of them? Have you already lost your virginity?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Petra</strong> on <strong>17-03-2009, 23:57:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Delaney shook her head, "Nope, none of them got that far. I was waiting on you, but you're so slow. But, anyway, I am still a virgin." She smiled, "Well, for now."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>18-03-2009, 00:04:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded lightly and broke off, letting his hands slide down her arms and take her hands. He led her to the dining room and pulled out a seat. He lit two candles and gave her a soft kiss on the neck. "Today's lesson will be on communication. The most important part of making this a pleasurable experience for you, is getting you comfortable in asking for what you want. And what you need."<br><br>He disappeared back into the kitchen and returned with two plates of food. "I want this to be something you look back happily on. So, you get romance, whether you want to wait or not. You'll be getting what you want from me soon enough."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Petra</strong> on <strong>18-03-2009, 01:58:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Delaney followed him, just a little disappointed at going to the dining room, but sighing when he lit candles. <em>Candle-lit dinner...</em> She smiled at him as he kissed her, then brought the food out. She watched him set the table, "Thank you. I do like romance, I guess..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>18-03-2009, 17:52:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He sits close to her, rubbing her leg lightly with his foot, and giving her soft smiles every now and then. He let his fingers trail over her arm as he reached to take the salt as she put it down. He wasn't doing anything in particular, but he was doing everything he could to drive her a little bit wild.<br><br>"This will be the last 'lesson' of the night, and then we'll just see what happens. I want you to do a homework assignment. Turn it in during class tommorow. A little list of what you have done with boys, or girls, in the past."<br><br>As he finishes his sentance he returns to his food. He had eaten plenty, but there was still a lot on the plate. He had eaten his fill without getting full. Didn't want to do anything that would ruin the magic of the evening. "Let me know when you're ready."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Petra</strong> on <strong>19-03-2009, 04:13:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Delaney ate her food idly, surprised at how good it was. She jumped, just a little, as his foot touched her leg, her eyes flying open at his forwardness. She got a little shy, but continued eating. She pouted as he told her it would be their 'last' lesson, as she felt they hadn't gotten anywhere, but kept her face stoic, save interest at her 'assignment.' <br><br>Delaney recounted in her head just a few memories of things she had done with guys, and a few girls as well. "Okay, Mr. Sanders." She looked at her plate, setting her fork down lightly. "I'm done now." She looked up at him, waiting for what he had planned next.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>19-03-2009, 17:57:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He would stand and offer her his hand, helping her up and taking he into his arms. He would softly spin into the center of the room with her and begin to sway as he moved. He was dancing with her. No music to accompany it, but there was a rhythm to his step, a purpose to his movements. It was all smooth and fluid, but very definite, very planned.<br><br>He stared into her eyes as he moved, passion sparkling in his own. He was in part, entranced by her, and in part watching her. If her eyes would stray from his, he would spin, or dip. Until he reached his destination. He would kiss her deeply and dip her backwards, laying her on his bed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Petra</strong> on <strong>20-03-2009, 22:12:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Delaney took his hand, standing and blinked a bit as he grabbed her. "Wh-what?" She yelped lightly as he began moving, spinning around the room, a traveling dance through the house. It took her quite a while to catch his rhythm, but succeeded in doing so after a bit.&nbsp; <br><br>Her eyes met his, though some shyness crept through her, making her drop his gaze. "Wh-Ah!" She felt her body fall, his hands catching her in the dip, then pulling her back. She stared at him, wondering just what he was doing, then looked down. Her body flew away from his in a quick spin, then tugged back sharply, angled so that her body collided with his just before he laid her down, kissing her softly, onto the bed. "M-Mr. Sanders?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>23-03-2009, 19:47:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You can call me Nathan. Unless you like calling me Mr. Sanders." He presses into a kiss again, and lays on his side, next to her on the bed. Embracing her, but not really forcing himself. If she put up any kind of resistance, she could easily move from the bed.<br><br>"Your first time shouldn't be a lesson. It should be natural, organic. We can stop if you wish, or we can go on. I'll take control, and give you something that deserves to be remembered. But the control is really yours. What we do tonight, is completely at your will."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Petra</strong> on <strong>23-03-2009, 23:01:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Delaney blinked as he allowed her to call him by his first name, "O-okay, Nathan." She laid back against the pillows and sheets, looking up at him, kissing his sweet mouth tenderly. "I-I don't know what to do...I've never gotten this far.." She brought her hands up, and unbuttoned his shirt slowly, guessing it was the right thing to do at that moment. She touched the warm skin with her fingertips, gliding over the flesh, exploring lightly. "This is okay?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>23-03-2009, 23:59:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled at her and nodded, letting her touch and explore his body. her touch was soft and he could feel her nervousness as she let her hands touch him. For all the flirting she had been doing her innocence was now showing. It was adorable, enchanting, intriguing, sexy. There was a reason a lot of men wished they could be the first to explore a girl. A reason the youthful curves of a schoolgirl or college coed were so appealing. He let out a content sigh and took her hand in his.<br><br>He rolled softly, so that he was on top of her, then sat up. He put her hand on his shoulder and urged it down his arm, silently instructing her to removes is shirt. He had taken some time in the summer to work out and tan, and some time this morning to shave. He was smooth, lightly tanned, and defined. Not hard, but masculine. <br><br>"You do whatever feels right. And I'll help you along."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Petra</strong> on <strong>25-03-2009, 04:43:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt along his smooth chest, running up and down the taut muscles there, and along his sides. "O-okay..." She wandered along his broad, muscled shoulders, surprised at how...well, how not teacher-like he was. For sitting behind a desk each day, he had the muscles of a hard worker. Her hands slowly drifted south, tentatively touching the button on his pants, gasping as she his heat. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>25-03-2009, 05:30:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He moved his hands to her shirt, letting his fingers trace along her hips and up her sides. Guiding her shirt up her body and letting her feel his hands against her skin. He gently tossed the shirt aside with his and gazed down at her body. "You are beautiful."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Petra</strong> on <strong>26-03-2009, 23:58:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Delaney blushed, her hands falling away from him to hide her face. She peeked at him, through her fingers, just a bit wary. "No I'm not, I'm just a science geek." She sighed and leaned up on her elbows to kiss his mouth softly, laving his lips with her tongue.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>27-03-2009, 00:12:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He returns the kiss, and then leans back on his knees, giving&nbsp; a soft sweep of his hand over his body. "If you are a science geek, I'm a science geek. Doesn't change the fact that you are beautiful."<br><br>He leans back down again, kissing softly along her freshly exposed shoulders and chest. Not yet bringing attention to her breasts, just lightly brushing them with his chin while his lips brush along under her neck.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Petra</strong> on <strong>27-03-2009, 03:26:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Delaney shivers lightly as she feels his lips on her neck, his warm breath on her skin. "N-Nathan? Are you going to teach me...you know..how to have sex..tonight?" She turns her head, blushing, not truly believing that she had just asked him, had just blurted that out. Her hands wrapped around his back, and she burried her face in hi neck, shyly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>27-03-2009, 03:36:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He continues his kisses&nbsp; and lets out a soft chuckle. "I'm not 'teaching' you anything tonight.&nbsp; You're first time, will simply be about the experience. If you want it to be rushed and inadequate, thats fine. But if you would like to prolong it, make this first night last, I can provide that as well."<br><br>He stands as he says it, and slowly starts to remove her pants.Her response will change the level of teasing in his actions, but is stance will remain the same. He is going to make sure this experience feels as good as possible for her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Petra</strong> on <strong>27-03-2009, 03:51:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Delaney nods as he speaks, watching him. "I want it to last..." She watches as he stands, lifting her hips off the bed as he pulls her pants from her hips, giving a wiggle to help him. She sits up, leaning forward to help him out of his open shirt, then moving to his pants button, slowly taking it and unfastening it, along with the zipper.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>27-03-2009, 04:05:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He lets her play with his button and zipper, but places his hands on her shoulder and gently pushes forward to lay her back onto the bed. "Just lay back and enjoy yourself. If you need to keep your hands occupied, you can go ahead and remove your bra."<br><br>He kneels over her again, and presses his mouth to hers, kissing her deeply, and embracing her, holding her tight. When he lets go his mouth skips down her body and he makes a short trail of kisses down her stomach to her panty line. His tongue coming out here and licking across the edges of her panties, out toward her hips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Petra</strong> on <strong>27-03-2009, 15:37:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Delaney reached behind her back, unhooking her bra easily. Her breathing became broken, shuddering out. She watched his mouth moving sensually down her body, his hot breath teasing her sensitive skin. She whimpered, softly, as his hot mouth reached her abdomen, her hips rising. She couldn't still her motions as she squirmed under him, her hand going to his hair, fisting lightly in the fine strands, running them through her hands.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>04-10-2009, 04:10:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His hands would start at her knees and the tips of his fingers would glide up the sensitive youthful flesh toward her panty line and his lips. His breath and his tongue would trace the outline of her garment, flicking under it lightly but not exploring beyond the fabric until his hands reached her hips.<br><br>He would slowly roll the material down, letting his fingers and tongue trace each new exposed portion of her skin as it came into his view. Once she was fully exposed his mouth would remain above her, letting his warm breath linger over her&nbsp; as his hands continued a slow and deliberate removal of her panties.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Petra</strong> on <strong>04-10-2009, 04:23:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Delaney panted as he slowly, teasingly touched her. Her hands tentatively touched his hair, then threaded into his hair. She instinctively pushed her hips towards his face, widening her legs as he pulled her undies off her hips. "Please touch me, Nathan.."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>04-10-2009, 07:49:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her words were like music in his ears and he was happy to comply. He let her hips raise herself up to his face and tilted his mouth to best explore her. He let his tongue slip out and glide along her lips. His hands holding her hips softly, his thumbs moving toward the center. When they did, his thumbs would begin to massage at them, but his kisses, would begin to move away.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Petra</strong> on <strong>06-10-2009, 04:07:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Delaney whimpers, her lips involuntarily searching, questing his hot mouth. "Kiss me...Please..." She sits up, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him softly, moving towards a hotter, more passionate mood.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>06-10-2009, 06:50:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nathan raised himself up her body and smiled at her, looking into her eyes. And gently shook his head no. His mouth would not grace her with a kiss, but instead nibble at her neck. A single finger slipping from the massage and in between those lower lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Petra</strong> on <strong>07-10-2009, 03:05:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Delaney tipped her head back, closing her eyes to drink in the new sensations. She had been kissed like this before, but it had never turned her on as Nathan did now. She was wet already, and she moaned as she felt his warm finger against her lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>08-10-2009, 02:39:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His kisses and nibbles continued lightly on her neck as his finger egan to probe and explore. He thought she had claimed virginity, but in this day and age, even if that were true, it was still no guarantee she was in tact. His finger would push in, checking for resistance. At the same time his free hand traced along one side of her body, trying to keep every inch of her stimulated.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Petra</strong> on <strong>12-10-2009, 18:11:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Delaney writhed underneath him, not really knowing what she was feeling, but liking the feeling it gave her. Her hips rocked on his finger, not still for a moment. Her neck arched, giving him room to go further, and her hand fisted in his hair, pushing him closer. "Mmmm..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>16-10-2009, 03:49:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After a minute of exploration he would slip a second finger inside of her. Curling both&nbsp; to rub along the upper wall of her vagina. sliding as deeply as his fingers could go.&nbsp; Once at that point he would twist, letting his fingers circle around inside her.<br><br>His mouth would now kiss up her neck before finally meeting her lips. he would press into the kiss deeply and passionately. His eyes open looking into hers watching her reacting to his touch.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Petra</strong> on <strong>18-10-2009, 20:08:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Delaney watched him incredulously, unable to believe the feelings he brought out in her were real. She whimpered incoherently as he pleasured her, but they were swallowed by her kiss. She kissed him deep and long, looking hungrily into his eyes as they pull away. <br><br><br><br>"Please...t...take me, Nathan."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>31-10-2009, 03:11:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He lets his fingers trail slowly out of her while he brings up his knees under her legs. Once his fingers are out he is in a position to swiftly transition to a long slow thrust into her. Taking his time, letting her get used to the feel of his penis as it slowly filled her. His hands grabbing hers and his eyes locked on hers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Petra</strong> on <strong>03-11-2009, 15:42:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Delaney moaned as she felt him filling her. It hurt just a little, he was bigger than any toy she had used, but everything she felt was pleasureful. Her eyes fluttered closed as she sank into the pillows, slowly getting used to the feeling of him inside her. Her small moans and whimpers of pleasure bounced around the room as she tilted her hips, trying to pull him in farther.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: New Lesson Plan [Petra and Buchanen]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>24-12-2009, 18:37:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He would move his hands and encourage the movemnts of her body, helping her into a position where he would be able to fill her completely. His forward movement would not stop until it was physically impossible to get any closer to her. And then he would begin to pull out, taking just as much time and care a he had before. As much as she felt him entering, he wanted her to feel him leave. And when all that was left was the tip, he would linger, bending forward and nibbling at her neck. 
			</dd>
		</dl>
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