Melissa comes in and the two of you are alone in the room. "Oh, please, please, don't let her see me" Melissa goes to the bench and you prepare to be sat on once again.
But Melissa just sits next to you and sighs. " I can believe it, she doesn't know that I am here!" You begin to smile and then your smile is frozen when you see Melissa look at you with a dissapointed look in her eyes. "As I told you you are not fit to be a teacher if you can not avoid being squashed under all our butts..." She begins taking off her clothes.
"What are you going to do to me?" Well, as you can not be our teacher you'll have to be something" She begins to smile while she slides down her skirt showing her meatey thighs and a pink thong.... "What do you mean by something?" you ask. Melissa sighs again "Are you really that slow? You'll have to be my toy. A tiny slave for my amusement." ^^
"But, but" "Of course soon you'll have as much of it ass you want" she laughs.
For the moment I'm sweaty and playful so I would like...
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