Now she was doing it for him, she wanted to please him. The brush entered her, and the schoolgirl moaned loudly as it pushed her insides apart and slid in. What? She was at that age where she was exploring herself. She was a freak and get middle aged, slightly overweight teacher knew it. “Yes, baby. How do you know my name?!” She screamed. “Hello” her teacher said. “You’re so pretty. Would you care to show me what’s under that dress?”
She nodded shyly and lifted up her dress, showing her hairless, wet pussy. “Who are you? “It’s just me.”
“What the hell?! I know everything you like: pee, BDSM… But Trixie didn’t just use the laptop for wholesome extracurriculars. Mr Wright??”
“Yes, Trixie. Now she was doing it for him, she wanted to please him. “Yes, baby. She didn’t even own her own laptop. “Oh, Trixie, you bad girl…” He exasperated. He knows my name? On the other hand, her teacher was only showing himself from the neck down. Here she was surrounded by toys, snacks and
