I remained completely silent and my heart pounded in my throat. The crazy thing was that I wasn’t nearly sinking, but I imagined myself going to his cabinet and having two little pieces together. Uff, it made me feel like a pussy. Paradoxically, I enjoyed being after school. “He’s terrible, isn’t he?” A classmate said sympathetically behind me. “Well … yeah …” I nodded, not seeing her any more. I was totally impatient and even more focused than ever. I had to keep thinking about him. What’s his dick like? It will certainly be big! What about hair, shave or not? I got the taste of having him in my mouth and playing my tongue with his acorn, cum him and make him happy.