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As I spurted the last blast of my cum into her depths, her flesh rippled about me. She screamed out in pleasure, shuddering between us. I held her tight, loving the fact that this bitch was turned into my sex slave. She would worship me. Love me. She would be so happy serving me. She and Tracy and Rebecca and, most importantly, Aurora. I stared down at my first sex slave, such joy bursting in her green eyes as she shuddered through her own orgasm. She beamed up at me. Such a wonderful, naughty soul. I was glad I said those words to her. That fetish I had unleashed all her passion. “Damn,” I groaned. “We are going to have so much fun. ” “Yes, we are, Master!” Aurora moaned. Nearby, Shelly came on Coach Johnson's mouth. I watched the lesbian coach lick her student's pussy. It was such a hot sight to witness. Then that dyke pulled her face away and grinned. Her bizarre tone body was all lithe muscles and domina sensual flesh. She swept her gaze around the rest of the lingerie orgy, clearly looking for another pussy to enjoy. Krystal Sampson Miss Daisy kept smiling at me as she stalked the classroom, her gaze smoky. I sat with my back straight, drinking in her attention. Ji-Yun beside me was equally beaming. It was such a fun day so far. My pockets bulged with other girls' panties, and now my favorite teacher, the delicious and busty redhead, was staring at me with such hunger. She had those dainty perverted glasses—sexy, librarian glasses—perched on her nose. Her youthful cheeks burned brighter as she gave me such smoky looks. Pencils scratched around me as students worked on their English essays. Miss Daisy approached my desk, kneeling before me, almost thrusting her bountiful cleavage into my face. Her green eyes smoldered behind her glasses as her hand, almost absently, brushed mine resting on my desk. Tingles raced through me from her fingers. “Krystal,” she said, her voice breathy, “I was wondering if I could speak to you. After classes.” My pussy clenched. My commands had worked. “Oh,” I said, trying to play coy while my insides burst with such excitement. “About what?” “Oh, I thought you would be interested in a special study session. Something a little more intimate then we can do in a full classroom.” I fought so hard not to squeal out a girlish excitement. My eighteen-year-old body trembled. “I think I'd like that, Miss Daisy.” The teacher gave Ji-Yun a sidelong glance. ‘I love domina you.'” This was all so much. My face was pressed to his chest as he pushed his dick against my pussy lips. Smoothing it down, her fingers went over the bottom of the material and touched my slit and clit. “Yes sure, the night is still young, we will need more drinks later on,” Niky replied in her joyful voice, while coming to sit on my lap. Jazzmine---Tragic young girl who becomes a haunting influence perverted on everyone that knew and loved her. Susanna exclaimed as she pulled the leash and drags the slave around the room. “Looks like out little slave enjoyed herself a bit to much, she forgot to pleasure me.” I shook my head. Her body knew only one way to respond to caresses and that lingerie was by secreting copious love juices. Perhaps I was just too weak to lay down the law, but for someone who always wanted a family, but never had one, until now, this was the price I was going to have to pay to keep it. Michelle brain was spinning as she tried to work out how the phone got there, what Julie meant fetish about dinner and what on earth she meant about things in place. The bizarre excited girl could feel him beginning to push his hips up into her with each of her downward thrusts onto his adolescent prick.