Counsel My Butt!

Counsel My Butt!

“Ivan, you can tell me anything,” guidance counselor Jenny Mason, Fourty three, says to her first-year student Ivan. “What you say here is confidential.”

“Well, Ms. Mason,” Ivan sputters. “I acquire to score some condoms from u. My gal wants to go all the way. I heard u have condoms for free.”

“Sorry, Ivan, but I am all without condoms,” Ms. Mason says. “You’re the tenth scholar that’s come by this week. The school is supposed to receive more next week.”

“I can not wait untill next week,” Ivan protests. “What if my girlfriend changes her mind?”

“Well, there’s always oral job,” Ms. Mason offers.

“I’m over blow jobs,” Ivan says. “I need smth new, but I do not urge to knock her up.”

“Well, if it’s pregnancy u wanna prevent, there’s one way to have sex, but your girlfriend might not be ready for what I am about to show u,” Ms. Mason says.

Brandish him?

“You watch, Ivan, first you strip your beauty ally and bend her over. U get her chocolate hole priceless and juicy. Then u bend her over and whisper in her ear, ‘I’m going to shag you up the wazoo now.'”

Yep, that’s right, show him. Coz in this guidance counselor’s office, nobody goes out into the world without hands-on experience. Not to mention cock-in-the-guidance-counselor’s-ass experience.

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