I have loved sports since I was a child, especially football. I also trained with the school team in junior high school. I can keep playing until I don’t have the strength. The World Cup in 1982 has arrived. After the popularization of TV, the first broadcast of Chinese TV stations broadcasts some of the games. I returned home from school and watched the World Cup every day. Ruyu and her mother-in-law’s care for me made my cold heart melt a little.
The school arranged various lectures for me, and all the teachers became my students throughout the summer vacation. Everyone accepted the new ideas I brought. It has been more than 4 years since I left. The school has joined many new people, and many of them have met for the first time.
Of course, many of them were from the Cultural Revolution, and several female teachers were once my ministers under my crotch.
As an administrator, Director Cao respected me a little too much. He painted and decorated the principal's office early, and specially created a Kaige TV for me to watch the World Cup.
Previously, Director Li of the Revolutionary Committee was already the leader of the school-run factory. He still treated me with brothers. I have not officially taken office yet, but I have expressed my strong support for him in the tertiary industry and can bring good benefits to the teachers in the school. When everyone teaches with peace of mind and improves the grades, Director Li is also very happy.
Director Jiang of the Education Bureau called me to ask about the progress of the investigation report on the situation of primary and secondary schools in Beijing. I was sorting out the materials I collected. Director Jiang asked me to send them to me before school starts and starts writing reports at school.
My supper was delivered to the office. When I ate, she helped me massage and relax. My mother-in-law stewed various supplements for me. Because I talk a lot every day, I lacked blood, and what I ate was also swelling and my eyes were red. I often wrote a report in the middle of the night
One evening, after dinner, Ruyu packed up her things and left the office. I sat on the brand new sofa in the office and watched TV. CCTV posted Brazil and Italy. I was very happy. I put the report first and watched the football match first.
Brazil's super combination, pure samba style, artistic football reached its peak in that World Cup, and I was full of talents. I was fascinated by the cooperation and mature skills and tactics.
Someone knocked on the door, and I shouted casually and asked in. I noticed that the TV was on, the door was open, and a woman over 50 years old came in. I looked carefully and found that she was Teacher Pan from the school (he taught mathematics and had a high teaching level)
When Teacher Pan saw me, he smiled flatteringly, and was holding some fruits in his hand. I respected Teacher Pan very much, so I quickly got up and poured her tea and asked her to sit down.
Teacher Pan hesitated, and I was a little surprised that I didn't say anything several times, so I let her say it boldly.
Teacher Pan was lucky and proposed to go through the retirement procedures, so that her son who had just returned from the countryside would replace her in school (in that era, some state-owned enterprises and institutions had such a regulation that some old employees could retire early and their children could get a place to join the company. This method was called replacement)
I was very annoyed when I heard this. I just returned to school and was about to pay attention to the quality of teaching. Isn’t this an experienced old teacher actually made such a request?
My face didn't show it, but my tone had become cold. I said that this matter needs research, so I asked Teacher Pan to go back first
Teacher Pan's wrinkled face was red with a flush. She fully understood what I meant, slowly stood up, carrying her back, bent her waist, and slowly walking out with a look of depression.
I looked at her and felt a little pity.
I chased after me, grabbed Teacher Pan's hand, and brought her back to the sofa.
I sincerely asked her if there were any difficulties. I don't believe that an old teacher who loves education can make an early retirement request
Teacher Pan sighed and told me about the situation at home: My only son came back from the countryside and didn't catch up with the assigned job. He was idle every day and finally got along with his girlfriend. He thought he had no job and was always cold and hot.
For the sake of the child's marriage and development, Teacher Pan had to come up with such a bad idea
I understood Teacher Pan’s difficulties, and my mind became flexible: Teacher Pan, isn’t it just a problem with the child’s work? Director Li needs someone. I introduced him to Director Li’s tertiary industry work. Although it is not formally established, the salary is relatively high, and the child has money in his pocket, and it is also a legitimate job. I think the marriage problem can be solved.
Teacher Pan was stunned for a moment, thought about my suggestion, his face turned red again, his wrinkles spread out, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. She looked at me: Principal, it would be great if this could be...
I saw the glory on Teacher Pan's face, and my heart was thrust. This old woman was quite charming.
If so... it's also very good
I picked up the phone number and called Director Li. Director Li immediately agreed and asked the child to go to work tomorrow
Teacher Pan shivered excitedly and reached out to hold my hand: Principal, thank you so much...
I stood up, and Teacher Pan also stood up. I smiled and said: Teacher Pan, Sister Pan, our nephew’s work has been solved, how can you repay me?
Teacher Pan was stunned and hesitated for a moment and said: Principal, don’t you mind being old, my elder sister is willing to serve you
After saying that, he lowered his head with a red face
I was also stunned. My original intention was to hear her promise to work hard for the school for several years. Unexpectedly, she thought about this and her face was a little fresh.
I began to look at the old woman carefully. She was about the same age as Director Jiang and had a slender figure than Director Jiang. The meticulously combed hair and the white silk flashed with a snow-white shirt on her upper body. Below were school-haired uniform pants. The ironing was very flat, the trousers were straight, and the black thick-heeled leather shoes were also very clean.
Men like clean and tidy women. Although they are old women, I still appreciate their temperament. After all, they are an old teacher, and the temperament of intellectuals is still very strong.
I raised her chin with two fingers, she raised her head shyly, and the black mirror frame faced her red face, and she looked young.
The lewdness on my face was undoubtedly revealed. Teacher Pan was a little timid. I encouraged her: Teacher Pan, you have become my person, I will make good arrangements for our children's work
Teacher Pan nodded slightly, I pulled her to sit on the sofa, reached out to hug her, gently stroked her shoulders, Teacher Pan's body trembled slightly, and I could see that I was a little nervous.
I pulled one of her hands and pressed it into my crotch. Teacher Pan struggled slightly, obediently placed his hand on my crotch, found my erect cock, and gently pinched it.
I leaned my head against the sofa, lit a cigarette, and watched Zico Falcao Sugla on the TV
The performance of the bottom, experience the comfort of Teacher Pan's service.
Teacher Pan didn't dare to do any further movements, but just stroked through my pants. I quickly felt unsatisfied. I stood up and took off my pants, wearing only loose shorts. Teacher Pan quickly reached out to touch me again.
I reached out to move Teacher Pan's head and pressed her head towards my crotch. Teacher Pan obediently bent down and kissed my cock through his shorts. I continued to watch TV. It was 2:2. Who is this Rossi? The fucking two of them have entered Brazil?
Teacher Pan leaned over from me and it was not very smooth. She stood up and squatted in front of me, kissing my cock
I was not satisfied with my pants. I took out my dick from the side of my pants and placed my straight dick in front of Teacher Pan's face. Teacher Pan closed his eyes and opened his mouth and took my dick in his mouth. She might be tired of squatting, kneeling down on her knees, and sucking my glans hard. I no longer know who the stars on TV are. Teacher Pan's oral skills are very good, kissing gently, holding deeply, and licking delicately. I feel very comfortable. It's 3:2, Italy is ahead.
I was a little nervous. After all, I was a Brazilian fan. I began to pay attention to the situation on TV. Teacher Pan licked and sucked as usual. I raised one of my legs and put them on her shoulders, so that I could stretch more
Teacher Pan carried one of my heavy thighs and knelt in front of me, giving me an emperor feeling. Such an excellent female teacher, now kneeling on her knees like a slave, is so exciting.
Damn it, it's over, Brazil was eliminated, Italy's idiot Rossi scored 3, but the Brazilian team Ah
I stood up with some annoyance. Teacher Pan didn't know what was wrong. He knelt on the ground and didn't dare to look up. I looked down at her. A feeling of wanting to vent came to my heart. I sat down again. Teacher Pan was about to lean over and hold my cock in my mouth. I raised one foot and stepped on her shoulder, gently step on her. She lay on the ground with my strength, her face was just at my other foot. Teacher Pan stretched out his hand and hugged me. My feet kissed me and stood up. One foot was on the sofa and the other foot was standing on the ground. Teacher Pan knelt on the floor and kissed my feet.
I shouted in my heart: I want to be the emperor of this school, long live the emperor!
Everyone wants to be my slave!
For this school, I am separated from my classmate Sun, and I want to take revenge on this school!
For my son, Teacher Pan was also frightened by my previous tyranny, surrendered to my feet, sticking her butt, kissing my feet like a slave. I bent down and patted her round butt a few times. Teacher Pan shook her butt and hummed a few times, as if thanking me for being afraid of hitting. She kissed my toes harder. The saliva wet my toes and dripping to the ground
I sat back on the sofa and crossed my legs. Teacher Pan chased my toes with her head, put her big toes in her mouth, sucking Teacher Pan's expression like she was sucking her little brother. It seemed that my toes were sweet. She licked with relish. Whenever her eyes met my eyes, she immediately showed a flattering smile.
Then I felt sorry for her, and for the sake of the child, I didn't care about anything.
I shrank my feet back from her hand, patted the sofa, and signaled her to sit down, Teacher Pan was flattered and walked beside me.
I asked her: What is the teacher’s current opinion on the treatment of Ah in work
Teacher Pan said: Everyone is quite satisfied with the treatment, but our housing is too bad. Many of our married colleagues still live in the tube building, and other public institutions have built dormitories. We are the only high school in the town, so we built such a small building, so we don’t have enough to share.
I shook my head Teacher Pan saw that I was thinking, but didn't dare to speak
I asked again: How is the level of young teachers now? Teacher Pan was happy: The young teachers today are really not very good. They all came from the Cultural Revolution. They didn’t even study and wanted to teach students?
I have listened to classes from several young teachers, and I am stuttering, probably not even myself. It's too unreasonable
I held Teacher Pan's hand: I can imagine, so I still have to rely on you middle-aged and elderly teachers Ah
Teacher Pan glanced at me: Am I middle-aged or old?
I hugged her and hugged her in my arms: Are you still a middle-aged backbone? Schools rely on you
Teacher Pan is very satisfied with my flattery and swears to work hard under my leadership.
The game on TV has ended long ago, I don't know how to play music
I pulled Teacher Pan up and posed for a dancing position. Teacher Pan cooperated to put his hand on my shoulder. We slowly danced four steps in my office with the music on the TV.
After all, Teacher Pan is an old intellectual and has participated in many such dance parties. She is very skillful in dancing. She takes me away while dancing. Both of them dance very relaxedly.
The room was a little hot. There were very few air conditioners in that era, and my level was not enough. Soon, Teacher Pan was sweating profusely on his head. A strand of hair in his temples was stained with sweat on his face. Her face was flushed, and the wrinkles were gone.
The music stopped as we wished, we couldn't find the rhythm, and the dance steps slowed down. Teacher Pan still leaned against me reluctantly
I let her go, clapped my hands to express my praise for Teacher Pan's good dance. She also smiled sweetly and seemed to look like a girl's expression.
I reached out and pinched her butt, and she blocked it with her hand.
I told her to go back first, and I would continue to write the report and ask her to help me modify it.
Teacher Pan agreed readily and held my hand and said: Principal, I didn’t expect that I would still be favored by you when I am so old. I will definitely devote myself to the school and be able to die.
I asked her to go back quickly and ask her son to prepare and report to Director Zhang's place tomorrow
Teacher Pan is back
I frowned. The school is basically a teacher, but now the teachers are too old and young and ignorant at all. What should I do?
I haven't slept all night and was very worried
The next morning, I called Director Jiang. She listened calmly to me and told me about my concerns. She smiled: I have discovered this problem long ago. Not only your school, but also the whole country faces this problem. You are the first batch of formal normal students, not workers, peasants and soldiers. This topic is proposed for you, not for me. If you want to sort out some ideas, I can only support you, but you can't give you any advice.
I put down the phone and thought about a solution to the problem.
Director Zhang called over and said he was very satisfied with Teacher Pan's son. He was capable and could drive. The only disadvantage was that he was too honest. I said: I sent it to you is for you to train me well.
Director Zhang: What do you want to train? Let him go out to take long distances to pick up goods at night
I said: OK, just be a useful talent
Director Zhang thanked me repeatedly for recommending a good employee to him
After hanging up Director Zhang's phone number, I picked up the list of teachers and staff in the current school and processed some familiar old teachers. In the past two years, I have also accepted many young teachers.
I'm very worried about what to do with these young people
I had no intention of writing a report anymore. I left the office and went straight to Teacher Pan's house. Teacher Pan was alone at home and my son was sent out to a sports car.
Teacher Pan saw my sad face and asked my questions clearly. He went out to find several other middle-aged and elderly teachers and I held a discussion meeting at Teacher Pan's house. Everyone saw that I had not taken office yet, so everyone was moved by the concerns about the country and the people about the quality of teaching. They all expressed their efforts to make full use of the school's remaining energy.
Some of the results of the meeting were to let young teachers return to further learn, and to further substitute the old teachers, and to let them study.
After all, this plan is also a plan. I feel a little comforted. When everyone leaves, there is only me and Mr. Pan left at home.
I held her in my arms and stroked her up and down
Teacher Pan was quickly kneaded into a ball of mud by me and collapsed.
I unbuttoned her shirt, which was a big white bra inside, with a pair of big breasts.
I rubbed her breasts through my bra, and Teacher Pan shivered excitedly.
I stretched my head, took her earlobe, and clenched gently with my teeth. Teacher Pan hugged me tightly, trembling all over excitedly
I reached one hand between her legs and rubbed her crotch. Teacher Pan was even more excited. My hands were touching my hands on my back and exerted force. My fingers found her depression. I was sliding there. Suddenly, Teacher Pan shivered violently for a few times. My hands became wet. Teacher Pan’s crotch began to be completely wet. Then the inner sides of her legs were also soaked. She actually became incontinent.
Teacher Pan pushed me away, ran to the bathroom with a red face, and I followed. Teacher Pan quickly took off his pants and shorts, wiped his lower body with a towel wet, and I was a little surprised and asked her: Why is this happening
Teacher Pan said in a low voice, "There are no men for many years." When I touched her, it was so exciting, so I couldn't help but Teacher Pan covered her lower body with her hands. She ran to the room and took clean underwear and put it on. When I was about to wear long trousers, I stopped her.
Teacher Pan was wearing an unbuttoned shirt with a big bra inside and a white underwear with barefoot standing in front of me
I sat on the edge of the bed and pointed to a pool of urine on the ground. Teacher Pan quickly took a towel and stuck out his butt to wipe the floor clean.
I crossed my legs and took off my shoes. Teacher Pan crawled over with his butt, holding my feet and kissing me.
Her son's job was solved, and this time she admired me even more, holding my feet and licking them carefully.
Even the gaps in the toes are licked very seriously
My free foot stretched towards her lower body and rubbed outside her vagina through her panties.
Teacher Pan was so excited by my teasing. The newly changed panties quickly became wet. I used my big toe to spread the crotch of her pants and found the hole. I slowly extended my big toe to her vagina. Teacher Pan almost collapsed because I had no strength to kiss my feet, but just hugged her face and rubbed my back.
My toes could also feel the wetness of her vagina, softening my whole big toe in. Teacher Pan let go of my foot, held my feet at the entrance of her vagina with both hands, and tried hard inward, hoping that my toes would enter deeper, but their toes were so long
After a while, Teacher Pan clamped his legs tightly and clamped my feet tightly. She let out a long breath and collapsed on the floor. She was actually caused by my feet. I pulled her up and sat beside me.
I told him that his son became a driver and went on a long distance. She said she knew that before his son set off, he told her that he could have a higher income as a driver, and that girl would definitely have dated him.
She repeatedly expressed her gratitude and said a lot of words to be a cow and horse.
My cock softened, and I suddenly felt like I was peeing. I interrupted Teacher Pan's swearing and said: I don't want you to be a cow or a horse, I want you to be my urine pot
Teacher Pan was stunned for a moment and nodded vigorously: Principal, you are peeing in my mouth and spitting in my mouth. I am happy. As long as you can make you happy, I can do anything.
I pulled her into the bathroom and asked her to kneel in front of me. She grew her mouth and did it obediently. She opened her mouth wide and closed her eyes to wait for me to take out her dick. Before she could harden her mouth, she peed in. Teacher Pan swallowed my urine desperately, but she still couldn't catch up with my flow. Many of them flowed out of her mouth, flowing to her chest, crotch, and thighs.
After urinating, Teacher Pan tried hard to swallow the urine from his mouth and wiped his mouth with a towel. I asked her to change her clothes.
Then I lie on the bed with me
Teacher Pan leaned in my arms and asked me if I knew what a beauty is. I said no: Is it just a fish with human heads?
Teacher Pan said: It’s not the fish in the river, it’s the spittoon’s bowl
I was stunned for a moment and said: I don't know
Teacher Pan told me: In ancient times, rich people raised some beautiful maids at home. If they didn’t work, they would just have phlegm in their mouths. She would come over and the maids would spit her mouth and swallow them. This kind of maid is called beauty, the richer the maids are, the more beautiful the maids you choose.
I said: This is feudal thought. We want to crush this feudal thought. You can be my beauty.
Teacher Pan said: I will make your beauty basin, beauty urinary pot... My dick is so hard that I hear.
Teacher Pan went to the bathroom to rinse his mouth and brush his teeth. After coming out, he took out my dick and held it in his mouth and sucked it.
I asked her to take off her pants and put her lower body in front of me. Teacher Pan and I put a 69-point stance on her vagina. The opening of her vagina was placed in front of me without any restraint. I stretched out my tongue and licked her clitoris. Teacher Pan shivered happily. The fat on her butt trembled. I reached out and patted her butt hard, threatened her: Don't pee, just me pee in your mouth, don't pee in my mouth.
Teacher Pan held my cock in his mouth and agreed vaguely, ensuring that he would not urinate.
I opened her labia and the vaginal opening was opened. There was a big black hole inside, and the urethra opening was slightly cracked.
I found that Teacher Pan's urethral opening, such as Yu Ah, is much larger in other women. I stuck out my tongue and licked it, then took a finger and poked it, which seemed to be able to enter. Then I slowly stretched out a index finger. Teacher Pan seemed to be in pain, and her butt was tightened. She spit out my cock, buried her head on the sheet, holding my thigh with both hands, and she tried very hard.
I asked her if it hurts, and she gritted her teeth and said there was a little bit. I quickly shrank my fingers slowly
Instead, he used his tongue to slowly lick her urethra and vaginal opening.
Teacher Pan's butt relaxed again
My cock was completely erect, hard and stood like an iron rod in Teacher Pan's mouth
Teacher Pan turned his body, sat upright on my waist, held my cock with his hands, and sat down at his vagina.
She was rising and falling on me like riding a horse, with a very fast speed and a large amplitude. Every time her dick was about to leave, she sat in again. I was worried that she would slip away accidentally, and she sank and cut off for me. Fortunately, Teacher Pan controlled her control and squatted me dozens of times. Teacher Pan was tired, so she got off from me, leaned between my legs, and sucked my dick in her mouth. She sucked and vomited.
She held my thighs with both hands and raised my legs. My butt was sticking up. She spread my butt and began to lick my anus. Maybe I didn't wipe it clean or take a shower. She licked it a few times, took a piece of toilet paper, spitted it on the toilet paper, and then bent down and tried to clean my anus with my tongue.
It was so comfortable, my body was tense, and I licked my butt with my own hands, and licked it for a long time. I couldn't stand it anymore. I got up and pressed Teacher Pan down. She opened her thighs to welcome me. I was completely immersed. I held Teacher Pan's big breasts with both hands and rubbed them. I don't know how long it took, but I still had no intention of ejaculation. My sweat dripped down on her face. She stretched out her tongue and wanted to lick it, but it couldn't reach it.
She closed her eyes and opened her big mouth. I pointed it at her big mouth and spitted in. Teacher Pan tasted my saliva, swallowed it and then stuck out her tongue to lick her lips. I looked at this erotic scene, and a heat gushed out from below.
Teacher Pan hugged me tightly, clamped my waist with both legs and I collapsed in her arms. Teacher Pan became my special urinary pot.
Every day I write a report in the office. Teacher Pan always appears when there is no one. I usually press her down on my desk, insert it from behind, and after ejaculation, wait until my cock softens, and urinate into her mouth once before letting her go
Later in the report, Teacher Pan began to accompany me to revise and organize. I promised that if my principal was appointed formally, I would promote her to become the director of the teaching work and focus on teaching. Teacher Pan was so excited that he trembled all over.
I told her not to eat for two consecutive days, eat vegetables, and can only drink porridge on the third day. I watched Italy win the championship, and I captured Teacher Pan's anus and anus. I finished watching the first World Cup.
School started, and Teacher Pan applied for several further studies at the Normal University in the provincial capital through her classmates when she was in college.
Preparing to arrange for young teachers to go to training, but unexpectedly, for these places, young teachers broke their heads and started fighting.
The school arranged various lectures for me, and all the teachers became my students throughout the summer vacation. Everyone accepted the new ideas I brought. It has been more than 4 years since I left. The school has joined many new people, and many of them have met for the first time.
Of course, many of them were from the Cultural Revolution, and several female teachers were once my ministers under my crotch.
As an administrator, Director Cao respected me a little too much. He painted and decorated the principal's office early, and specially created a Kaige TV for me to watch the World Cup.
Previously, Director Li of the Revolutionary Committee was already the leader of the school-run factory. He still treated me with brothers. I have not officially taken office yet, but I have expressed my strong support for him in the tertiary industry and can bring good benefits to the teachers in the school. When everyone teaches with peace of mind and improves the grades, Director Li is also very happy.
Director Jiang of the Education Bureau called me to ask about the progress of the investigation report on the situation of primary and secondary schools in Beijing. I was sorting out the materials I collected. Director Jiang asked me to send them to me before school starts and starts writing reports at school.
My supper was delivered to the office. When I ate, she helped me massage and relax. My mother-in-law stewed various supplements for me. Because I talk a lot every day, I lacked blood, and what I ate was also swelling and my eyes were red. I often wrote a report in the middle of the night
One evening, after dinner, Ruyu packed up her things and left the office. I sat on the brand new sofa in the office and watched TV. CCTV posted Brazil and Italy. I was very happy. I put the report first and watched the football match first.
Brazil's super combination, pure samba style, artistic football reached its peak in that World Cup, and I was full of talents. I was fascinated by the cooperation and mature skills and tactics.
Someone knocked on the door, and I shouted casually and asked in. I noticed that the TV was on, the door was open, and a woman over 50 years old came in. I looked carefully and found that she was Teacher Pan from the school (he taught mathematics and had a high teaching level)
When Teacher Pan saw me, he smiled flatteringly, and was holding some fruits in his hand. I respected Teacher Pan very much, so I quickly got up and poured her tea and asked her to sit down.
Teacher Pan hesitated, and I was a little surprised that I didn't say anything several times, so I let her say it boldly.
Teacher Pan was lucky and proposed to go through the retirement procedures, so that her son who had just returned from the countryside would replace her in school (in that era, some state-owned enterprises and institutions had such a regulation that some old employees could retire early and their children could get a place to join the company. This method was called replacement)
I was very annoyed when I heard this. I just returned to school and was about to pay attention to the quality of teaching. Isn’t this an experienced old teacher actually made such a request?
My face didn't show it, but my tone had become cold. I said that this matter needs research, so I asked Teacher Pan to go back first
Teacher Pan's wrinkled face was red with a flush. She fully understood what I meant, slowly stood up, carrying her back, bent her waist, and slowly walking out with a look of depression.
I looked at her and felt a little pity.
I chased after me, grabbed Teacher Pan's hand, and brought her back to the sofa.
I sincerely asked her if there were any difficulties. I don't believe that an old teacher who loves education can make an early retirement request
Teacher Pan sighed and told me about the situation at home: My only son came back from the countryside and didn't catch up with the assigned job. He was idle every day and finally got along with his girlfriend. He thought he had no job and was always cold and hot.
For the sake of the child's marriage and development, Teacher Pan had to come up with such a bad idea
I understood Teacher Pan’s difficulties, and my mind became flexible: Teacher Pan, isn’t it just a problem with the child’s work? Director Li needs someone. I introduced him to Director Li’s tertiary industry work. Although it is not formally established, the salary is relatively high, and the child has money in his pocket, and it is also a legitimate job. I think the marriage problem can be solved.
Teacher Pan was stunned for a moment, thought about my suggestion, his face turned red again, his wrinkles spread out, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. She looked at me: Principal, it would be great if this could be...
I saw the glory on Teacher Pan's face, and my heart was thrust. This old woman was quite charming.
If so... it's also very good
I picked up the phone number and called Director Li. Director Li immediately agreed and asked the child to go to work tomorrow
Teacher Pan shivered excitedly and reached out to hold my hand: Principal, thank you so much...
I stood up, and Teacher Pan also stood up. I smiled and said: Teacher Pan, Sister Pan, our nephew’s work has been solved, how can you repay me?
Teacher Pan was stunned and hesitated for a moment and said: Principal, don’t you mind being old, my elder sister is willing to serve you
After saying that, he lowered his head with a red face
I was also stunned. My original intention was to hear her promise to work hard for the school for several years. Unexpectedly, she thought about this and her face was a little fresh.
I began to look at the old woman carefully. She was about the same age as Director Jiang and had a slender figure than Director Jiang. The meticulously combed hair and the white silk flashed with a snow-white shirt on her upper body. Below were school-haired uniform pants. The ironing was very flat, the trousers were straight, and the black thick-heeled leather shoes were also very clean.
Men like clean and tidy women. Although they are old women, I still appreciate their temperament. After all, they are an old teacher, and the temperament of intellectuals is still very strong.
I raised her chin with two fingers, she raised her head shyly, and the black mirror frame faced her red face, and she looked young.
The lewdness on my face was undoubtedly revealed. Teacher Pan was a little timid. I encouraged her: Teacher Pan, you have become my person, I will make good arrangements for our children's work
Teacher Pan nodded slightly, I pulled her to sit on the sofa, reached out to hug her, gently stroked her shoulders, Teacher Pan's body trembled slightly, and I could see that I was a little nervous.
I pulled one of her hands and pressed it into my crotch. Teacher Pan struggled slightly, obediently placed his hand on my crotch, found my erect cock, and gently pinched it.
I leaned my head against the sofa, lit a cigarette, and watched Zico Falcao Sugla on the TV
The performance of the bottom, experience the comfort of Teacher Pan's service.
Teacher Pan didn't dare to do any further movements, but just stroked through my pants. I quickly felt unsatisfied. I stood up and took off my pants, wearing only loose shorts. Teacher Pan quickly reached out to touch me again.
I reached out to move Teacher Pan's head and pressed her head towards my crotch. Teacher Pan obediently bent down and kissed my cock through his shorts. I continued to watch TV. It was 2:2. Who is this Rossi? The fucking two of them have entered Brazil?
Teacher Pan leaned over from me and it was not very smooth. She stood up and squatted in front of me, kissing my cock
I was not satisfied with my pants. I took out my dick from the side of my pants and placed my straight dick in front of Teacher Pan's face. Teacher Pan closed his eyes and opened his mouth and took my dick in his mouth. She might be tired of squatting, kneeling down on her knees, and sucking my glans hard. I no longer know who the stars on TV are. Teacher Pan's oral skills are very good, kissing gently, holding deeply, and licking delicately. I feel very comfortable. It's 3:2, Italy is ahead.
I was a little nervous. After all, I was a Brazilian fan. I began to pay attention to the situation on TV. Teacher Pan licked and sucked as usual. I raised one of my legs and put them on her shoulders, so that I could stretch more
Teacher Pan carried one of my heavy thighs and knelt in front of me, giving me an emperor feeling. Such an excellent female teacher, now kneeling on her knees like a slave, is so exciting.
Damn it, it's over, Brazil was eliminated, Italy's idiot Rossi scored 3, but the Brazilian team Ah
I stood up with some annoyance. Teacher Pan didn't know what was wrong. He knelt on the ground and didn't dare to look up. I looked down at her. A feeling of wanting to vent came to my heart. I sat down again. Teacher Pan was about to lean over and hold my cock in my mouth. I raised one foot and stepped on her shoulder, gently step on her. She lay on the ground with my strength, her face was just at my other foot. Teacher Pan stretched out his hand and hugged me. My feet kissed me and stood up. One foot was on the sofa and the other foot was standing on the ground. Teacher Pan knelt on the floor and kissed my feet.
I shouted in my heart: I want to be the emperor of this school, long live the emperor!
Everyone wants to be my slave!
For this school, I am separated from my classmate Sun, and I want to take revenge on this school!
For my son, Teacher Pan was also frightened by my previous tyranny, surrendered to my feet, sticking her butt, kissing my feet like a slave. I bent down and patted her round butt a few times. Teacher Pan shook her butt and hummed a few times, as if thanking me for being afraid of hitting. She kissed my toes harder. The saliva wet my toes and dripping to the ground
I sat back on the sofa and crossed my legs. Teacher Pan chased my toes with her head, put her big toes in her mouth, sucking Teacher Pan's expression like she was sucking her little brother. It seemed that my toes were sweet. She licked with relish. Whenever her eyes met my eyes, she immediately showed a flattering smile.
Then I felt sorry for her, and for the sake of the child, I didn't care about anything.
I shrank my feet back from her hand, patted the sofa, and signaled her to sit down, Teacher Pan was flattered and walked beside me.
I asked her: What is the teacher’s current opinion on the treatment of Ah in work
Teacher Pan said: Everyone is quite satisfied with the treatment, but our housing is too bad. Many of our married colleagues still live in the tube building, and other public institutions have built dormitories. We are the only high school in the town, so we built such a small building, so we don’t have enough to share.
I shook my head Teacher Pan saw that I was thinking, but didn't dare to speak
I asked again: How is the level of young teachers now? Teacher Pan was happy: The young teachers today are really not very good. They all came from the Cultural Revolution. They didn’t even study and wanted to teach students?
I have listened to classes from several young teachers, and I am stuttering, probably not even myself. It's too unreasonable
I held Teacher Pan's hand: I can imagine, so I still have to rely on you middle-aged and elderly teachers Ah
Teacher Pan glanced at me: Am I middle-aged or old?
I hugged her and hugged her in my arms: Are you still a middle-aged backbone? Schools rely on you
Teacher Pan is very satisfied with my flattery and swears to work hard under my leadership.
The game on TV has ended long ago, I don't know how to play music
I pulled Teacher Pan up and posed for a dancing position. Teacher Pan cooperated to put his hand on my shoulder. We slowly danced four steps in my office with the music on the TV.
After all, Teacher Pan is an old intellectual and has participated in many such dance parties. She is very skillful in dancing. She takes me away while dancing. Both of them dance very relaxedly.
The room was a little hot. There were very few air conditioners in that era, and my level was not enough. Soon, Teacher Pan was sweating profusely on his head. A strand of hair in his temples was stained with sweat on his face. Her face was flushed, and the wrinkles were gone.
The music stopped as we wished, we couldn't find the rhythm, and the dance steps slowed down. Teacher Pan still leaned against me reluctantly
I let her go, clapped my hands to express my praise for Teacher Pan's good dance. She also smiled sweetly and seemed to look like a girl's expression.
I reached out and pinched her butt, and she blocked it with her hand.
I told her to go back first, and I would continue to write the report and ask her to help me modify it.
Teacher Pan agreed readily and held my hand and said: Principal, I didn’t expect that I would still be favored by you when I am so old. I will definitely devote myself to the school and be able to die.
I asked her to go back quickly and ask her son to prepare and report to Director Zhang's place tomorrow
Teacher Pan is back
I frowned. The school is basically a teacher, but now the teachers are too old and young and ignorant at all. What should I do?
I haven't slept all night and was very worried
The next morning, I called Director Jiang. She listened calmly to me and told me about my concerns. She smiled: I have discovered this problem long ago. Not only your school, but also the whole country faces this problem. You are the first batch of formal normal students, not workers, peasants and soldiers. This topic is proposed for you, not for me. If you want to sort out some ideas, I can only support you, but you can't give you any advice.
I put down the phone and thought about a solution to the problem.
Director Zhang called over and said he was very satisfied with Teacher Pan's son. He was capable and could drive. The only disadvantage was that he was too honest. I said: I sent it to you is for you to train me well.
Director Zhang: What do you want to train? Let him go out to take long distances to pick up goods at night
I said: OK, just be a useful talent
Director Zhang thanked me repeatedly for recommending a good employee to him
After hanging up Director Zhang's phone number, I picked up the list of teachers and staff in the current school and processed some familiar old teachers. In the past two years, I have also accepted many young teachers.
I'm very worried about what to do with these young people
I had no intention of writing a report anymore. I left the office and went straight to Teacher Pan's house. Teacher Pan was alone at home and my son was sent out to a sports car.
Teacher Pan saw my sad face and asked my questions clearly. He went out to find several other middle-aged and elderly teachers and I held a discussion meeting at Teacher Pan's house. Everyone saw that I had not taken office yet, so everyone was moved by the concerns about the country and the people about the quality of teaching. They all expressed their efforts to make full use of the school's remaining energy.
Some of the results of the meeting were to let young teachers return to further learn, and to further substitute the old teachers, and to let them study.
After all, this plan is also a plan. I feel a little comforted. When everyone leaves, there is only me and Mr. Pan left at home.
I held her in my arms and stroked her up and down
Teacher Pan was quickly kneaded into a ball of mud by me and collapsed.
I unbuttoned her shirt, which was a big white bra inside, with a pair of big breasts.
I rubbed her breasts through my bra, and Teacher Pan shivered excitedly.
I stretched my head, took her earlobe, and clenched gently with my teeth. Teacher Pan hugged me tightly, trembling all over excitedly
I reached one hand between her legs and rubbed her crotch. Teacher Pan was even more excited. My hands were touching my hands on my back and exerted force. My fingers found her depression. I was sliding there. Suddenly, Teacher Pan shivered violently for a few times. My hands became wet. Teacher Pan’s crotch began to be completely wet. Then the inner sides of her legs were also soaked. She actually became incontinent.
Teacher Pan pushed me away, ran to the bathroom with a red face, and I followed. Teacher Pan quickly took off his pants and shorts, wiped his lower body with a towel wet, and I was a little surprised and asked her: Why is this happening
Teacher Pan said in a low voice, "There are no men for many years." When I touched her, it was so exciting, so I couldn't help but Teacher Pan covered her lower body with her hands. She ran to the room and took clean underwear and put it on. When I was about to wear long trousers, I stopped her.
Teacher Pan was wearing an unbuttoned shirt with a big bra inside and a white underwear with barefoot standing in front of me
I sat on the edge of the bed and pointed to a pool of urine on the ground. Teacher Pan quickly took a towel and stuck out his butt to wipe the floor clean.
I crossed my legs and took off my shoes. Teacher Pan crawled over with his butt, holding my feet and kissing me.
Her son's job was solved, and this time she admired me even more, holding my feet and licking them carefully.
Even the gaps in the toes are licked very seriously
My free foot stretched towards her lower body and rubbed outside her vagina through her panties.
Teacher Pan was so excited by my teasing. The newly changed panties quickly became wet. I used my big toe to spread the crotch of her pants and found the hole. I slowly extended my big toe to her vagina. Teacher Pan almost collapsed because I had no strength to kiss my feet, but just hugged her face and rubbed my back.
My toes could also feel the wetness of her vagina, softening my whole big toe in. Teacher Pan let go of my foot, held my feet at the entrance of her vagina with both hands, and tried hard inward, hoping that my toes would enter deeper, but their toes were so long
After a while, Teacher Pan clamped his legs tightly and clamped my feet tightly. She let out a long breath and collapsed on the floor. She was actually caused by my feet. I pulled her up and sat beside me.
I told him that his son became a driver and went on a long distance. She said she knew that before his son set off, he told her that he could have a higher income as a driver, and that girl would definitely have dated him.
She repeatedly expressed her gratitude and said a lot of words to be a cow and horse.
My cock softened, and I suddenly felt like I was peeing. I interrupted Teacher Pan's swearing and said: I don't want you to be a cow or a horse, I want you to be my urine pot
Teacher Pan was stunned for a moment and nodded vigorously: Principal, you are peeing in my mouth and spitting in my mouth. I am happy. As long as you can make you happy, I can do anything.
I pulled her into the bathroom and asked her to kneel in front of me. She grew her mouth and did it obediently. She opened her mouth wide and closed her eyes to wait for me to take out her dick. Before she could harden her mouth, she peed in. Teacher Pan swallowed my urine desperately, but she still couldn't catch up with my flow. Many of them flowed out of her mouth, flowing to her chest, crotch, and thighs.
After urinating, Teacher Pan tried hard to swallow the urine from his mouth and wiped his mouth with a towel. I asked her to change her clothes.
Then I lie on the bed with me
Teacher Pan leaned in my arms and asked me if I knew what a beauty is. I said no: Is it just a fish with human heads?
Teacher Pan said: It’s not the fish in the river, it’s the spittoon’s bowl
I was stunned for a moment and said: I don't know
Teacher Pan told me: In ancient times, rich people raised some beautiful maids at home. If they didn’t work, they would just have phlegm in their mouths. She would come over and the maids would spit her mouth and swallow them. This kind of maid is called beauty, the richer the maids are, the more beautiful the maids you choose.
I said: This is feudal thought. We want to crush this feudal thought. You can be my beauty.
Teacher Pan said: I will make your beauty basin, beauty urinary pot... My dick is so hard that I hear.
Teacher Pan went to the bathroom to rinse his mouth and brush his teeth. After coming out, he took out my dick and held it in his mouth and sucked it.
I asked her to take off her pants and put her lower body in front of me. Teacher Pan and I put a 69-point stance on her vagina. The opening of her vagina was placed in front of me without any restraint. I stretched out my tongue and licked her clitoris. Teacher Pan shivered happily. The fat on her butt trembled. I reached out and patted her butt hard, threatened her: Don't pee, just me pee in your mouth, don't pee in my mouth.
Teacher Pan held my cock in his mouth and agreed vaguely, ensuring that he would not urinate.
I opened her labia and the vaginal opening was opened. There was a big black hole inside, and the urethra opening was slightly cracked.
I found that Teacher Pan's urethral opening, such as Yu Ah, is much larger in other women. I stuck out my tongue and licked it, then took a finger and poked it, which seemed to be able to enter. Then I slowly stretched out a index finger. Teacher Pan seemed to be in pain, and her butt was tightened. She spit out my cock, buried her head on the sheet, holding my thigh with both hands, and she tried very hard.
I asked her if it hurts, and she gritted her teeth and said there was a little bit. I quickly shrank my fingers slowly
Instead, he used his tongue to slowly lick her urethra and vaginal opening.
Teacher Pan's butt relaxed again
My cock was completely erect, hard and stood like an iron rod in Teacher Pan's mouth
Teacher Pan turned his body, sat upright on my waist, held my cock with his hands, and sat down at his vagina.
She was rising and falling on me like riding a horse, with a very fast speed and a large amplitude. Every time her dick was about to leave, she sat in again. I was worried that she would slip away accidentally, and she sank and cut off for me. Fortunately, Teacher Pan controlled her control and squatted me dozens of times. Teacher Pan was tired, so she got off from me, leaned between my legs, and sucked my dick in her mouth. She sucked and vomited.
She held my thighs with both hands and raised my legs. My butt was sticking up. She spread my butt and began to lick my anus. Maybe I didn't wipe it clean or take a shower. She licked it a few times, took a piece of toilet paper, spitted it on the toilet paper, and then bent down and tried to clean my anus with my tongue.
It was so comfortable, my body was tense, and I licked my butt with my own hands, and licked it for a long time. I couldn't stand it anymore. I got up and pressed Teacher Pan down. She opened her thighs to welcome me. I was completely immersed. I held Teacher Pan's big breasts with both hands and rubbed them. I don't know how long it took, but I still had no intention of ejaculation. My sweat dripped down on her face. She stretched out her tongue and wanted to lick it, but it couldn't reach it.
She closed her eyes and opened her big mouth. I pointed it at her big mouth and spitted in. Teacher Pan tasted my saliva, swallowed it and then stuck out her tongue to lick her lips. I looked at this erotic scene, and a heat gushed out from below.
Teacher Pan hugged me tightly, clamped my waist with both legs and I collapsed in her arms. Teacher Pan became my special urinary pot.
Every day I write a report in the office. Teacher Pan always appears when there is no one. I usually press her down on my desk, insert it from behind, and after ejaculation, wait until my cock softens, and urinate into her mouth once before letting her go
Later in the report, Teacher Pan began to accompany me to revise and organize. I promised that if my principal was appointed formally, I would promote her to become the director of the teaching work and focus on teaching. Teacher Pan was so excited that he trembled all over.
I told her not to eat for two consecutive days, eat vegetables, and can only drink porridge on the third day. I watched Italy win the championship, and I captured Teacher Pan's anus and anus. I finished watching the first World Cup.
School started, and Teacher Pan applied for several further studies at the Normal University in the provincial capital through her classmates when she was in college.
Preparing to arrange for young teachers to go to training, but unexpectedly, for these places, young teachers broke their heads and started fighting.
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