"Oh, I know!" Ms. Lewis says as she gently picks you up. She blushes lightly before continuing. "Now, don't take this the wrong way but... I've seen the way you look at me. Those quick second-long glances at my chest or the way you look at my ass. I don't really mind. It's only natural that a young man like you would start... Being attracted to women, so-to-speak." She says, noticing your quickly reddening face. She giggles and rubs your hair with her finger. "I think you deserve a reward for being so cooperative during the experiment." Ms. Lewis coos as she pulls on the collar of her turtleneck.
"I- Uhm- Ms. L-Lewis-!" you yelp nervously as the older woman lowers you into her sweater. You slide down until you land in your teacher's cleavage, ending up chest deep in breast. You can feel Ms. Lewis' heartbeat as her cleavage embraces you tightly. You feel soothed by the warmth, darkness and the sound of your teacher's heartbeat and you begin to drift to sleep as Ms. Lewis begins walking home. You wake up...
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