Mrs. Schouler unzipped her jacket alittle looking around to make sure no one was looking. She grabbed my hand dangling me over her huge breasts. "Hope you live," she says as she drops me. I hit hard indenting her skin, but coming back up in the air to bounce on her left boob again. Mrs. Schouler incased me in darkness by pulling up her zipper. She continued walking like nothing happened.
As Mrs. Schouler walked her boobs shook badly. Even with a bra all that fat shook bouncing me around. The movement pulled me into her cleavage with no way to stop myself. I prepared for a drop, but instead just got caught. Her boobs didnt stop though. As she continued her boobs seperated for a moment to then slam back into me. When they were seperate i slid further and further down to eventually land under her right boob. Her tight, but sagging bra held me onto her underboob. Her sweat that acumulated covered my face, and as i stayed there new sweat continued to trickle down. All through this her boobs still shook till eventually sat at her teachers desk.
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