Both ladies do. xvideo Leaving the Indian teacher to quiver there, my attention shifts to Mrs. I stand up, letting her lick a little while longer. The TV indicates my choice. The ungodly feminist heathen. I leave them there on the floor to clean themselves up. She squirms and grunts, but knows better than to protest. I smile and let her complain all she wants. My nose wrinkles slightly from the sourness. Raw. I hold my teacher’s whimpering head down and crank the cold water on at full blast. Like she’s in shock. Link to all my stories and more chapters to this story are in my profile. I turn around, naked, taking in my surroundings once more. I wait patiently as she trembles and whimpers in absolute humiliation.




















