[Art Trade/Gift] [Rebecca and Madame Lillith]
Rebecca’s class was in full swing again. Jimmy was at the front of the class (he had been moved up to this position, for obvious reasons) staring dreamily at his bombshell of a teacher.
She was wearing no bra today (for his benefit, he hoped) and he could tell. She had dropped the same pencil on the floor about 8 times today and this was all so that he could see down her shirt. This confused (or aroused) others in the class, who weren’t as familiar with Rebecca and Jimmy’s relationship (it was an odd one, for many) but it pleased Jimmy to no end. He was always in heaven, when he saw her do things like this, for him. Her body was amazing and she was well worth showing off.
“Oh, silly me, there goes another one.” She cried, rather fake-like, as she grabbed her least pen and drooped down to grab it.
Her boobs bounced back around, when she stood up again and then she steadied them, only to draw more attention to herself. As if she didn’t have enough atte