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No. Not quite true. I thought of her in many different ways. I sometimes thought of her unbuttoning her top for me, button by button, to reveal-- well, I'm not sure now how my fantasies played out, since they had no basis in reality with any girl at that point, of course. I knew nothing about how girls really behaved when you were about to have sex with them, I didn't know if everyone but me was having it or no one was, but I did know one thing. Mrs. Lambfinger was hot.She'd be talking about calculating radiuses and angles and stuff, but all I could do was look at her in her peach-colored, pyjama-like pantsuits, their bell bottoms swaying behind her as she strode from one end of the chalkboard to the other, and contemplate the glorious reality underneath it all.What was it that I found so entrancing about her? The girls my age were gawky, bony, skinny faces and big lips sticking out, boobs stuck to them like tennis balls glued on a board. Mrs. Lambfinger was... ripe. A fully ripened. "Damn, I've never had one this big," she exclaimed with rising excitement. She took in the last centimeters and let out a sigh of contentment as she rested on his hips."Aren't you glad you always listen to what your big sister has to say?" Janina teased. "Now show me what Adilah taught you, and caress my breasts."Of course his sister knew about Adilah; she must have caught them a half a dozen times when they were doing it regularly. Nonetheless, Yakhir felt it was an invasion of privacy to mention his sexual liaisons, and he let out a deep sigh to let her know he wasn't happy with her comment."Come on, little brother, stay with me in the moment," she coaxed. "Share a little love with your sister, who really, really needs it."Her puppy dog eyes tore away the dampening veils of his earlier thoughts. He reached up to cup her swinging breasts. They reminded him of pendulums; they were perfect teardrops with nipples pointing out directly at the world. Slowly he ran his fingers around her.
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