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The moment Harry closed the distance between them and went for a kiss, Renzo felt irritation creeping into his veins. He had other things to attend, not deal with Harry's odd turmoil of emotions. But still Renzo found himself dragging his much larger hands across his fellow teacher's body, until they stopped right onto his perky ass, squeezing firmly.

Now Renzo was going to teach Harry a lesson. He had to. The Italian man was sure the younger teacher's feelings had gotten involved, that was probably why Harry was so impulsive lately and tried to steal these type of kisses more often lately. But Renzo didn't want to have to deal with his.

"You know you're crossing so many fucking lines," He growled, while hoisting Harry's petite frame up and making him sit on his desk, yanking the skirt of his dress up. "Stay down," He commanded, forcing the boy to lay his back down on the desk as well, "And keep your hands to yoursel," He instructed Harry, while releasing his cock. It was semi hard and ever so huge. Right after that, he ripped Harry's underwear off, showing the torn fabric into the pocket of his own jeans.