

Blast From The Past 🍎 🔥
“Hey, Mrs. Robinson!” I heard from across the bar during Spring Break in the dirty South—and I damn near choked on my drink when I saw @ryanwetham walking over with that cocky grin. One of my former students… all grown up and very sure of himself.
After a few drinks and even more flirting, he admitted he knew about my OF—and that he’d been dreaming of getting a turn. I teased him, told him to go make his own page first. He smirked and said he already had. That’s when I knew I was in trouble.
We ended up back at my room, and I let him live out every filthy fantasy he’d ever had. I started with a deep, slow blowjob—tongue swirling, teasing, letting him feel every inch. Then I bent over the couch and let him take me hard, fast, and rough.
He left handprints on my ass and had me dripping by the time he was done. The moaning, the gushing, the eye contact… it’s all in there. Just me and him—no interruptions, no breaks.
You’re getting the full fantasy, front to back. Enjoy every damn second.