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It made me laugh, yet, it was so intriguing. The book claimed that the curse made any Fattorusso gain weight whenever touched by a asian loved one who says the word fat. The example stated if one were to simply poke the midsection of a Fattorusso and utter the word “fat” that Fattorusso would instantly gain weight in their midriff or any area touched while the word was spoken. I smiled. Although I found the book ridiculous I did think it was hot that someone could control the size of another person like that. It got me thinking of how thin Mrs. Fattorusso was... japanese and how she could benefit from a weight gain. My cock grew at the thought of making Mrs. Fattorusso’s tiny tits into giant melons. I blushed, realizing I was in school with a huge hard-on. I quickly ran to the school library, returned the book, and bolted back to Mrs. Fattorusso. “Thank you sweetheart! You’re too kind,” Mrs. Fattorusso complimented. She held up her hands in kurosawa a heart formation. I had never seen her do that to any student before. It was then that yet another naughty thought entered my mind. I wondered if our special bond was close enough to count as her loving me. If she did love me then, according to that book, I had the power to alter her body. I was too nervous, skeptical, and scared to try it. I couldn’t concentrate for the rest of the day. My essay remained unfinished as I stared at Mrs. Fattorusso’s beautiful face and petite tits. Her skin was a classic Italian whiteish-olive tan. Eventually she caught me staring. When I first moved in here I met this cute little farm girl that was home for spring break from college. “Yes My Master.” He let out a harrumphing grunt. Sherry nodded and smiled and I could read her mind. Finally an exuberant cry came, signaling to japanese all where to look. She was so beautiful. Now, don’t get me wrong, Derrick and Shannon did a whole lot of explaining things, but I’m worried that I will either embarrass my beautiful wife or worse yet, show signs of jealousy. Suddenly she screamed yeeeeeaaaaaaaah from fire in her left nipple as he released the clover leaf clamp onto her hard sensitive nipple. You really look beautiful; unfortunately, there’s nothing special about you Freak. “We shouldn't be doing that. “What are you guys?” I gasped, my pussy clenching at the surge of heat rippling through me. My body shook, breasts jiggling from the hunger of her sucking. Her students quickly opened their asian books and went to work, still sneaking peaks at their teacher squirming on her desk. The camera nods. “Stacie, get to class.” "Yes. Dropping to my knees in front of her, I tugged her tight skirt downward as she helpfully wriggled her hips back and forth to assist in the process. "Because it's for your own good. I know you don’t swear much, but in bed, you can say those words…. “Oh, yes, Chris, I love your cute dick in me. It's so small. I could feel his “Yep, during the Super Bowl halftime show, her costume 'malfunctioned' and her nipple was broadcast across the country. I took that to heart. Grabbing on kurosawa her hips I continue to fuck her and she struggles with the rope. My stockinged legs are spread wide with Cindy between them, the garter belt straps running along my thighs.