Paddled To Tears

Every student in the room shot their gazes to me. All the futas bounced to their feet, skirts swirling or pants rustling. Their breasts jiggled in their blouses. A lot of futas didn't wear bras, loving to show off their tits, proud of them. Especially if they were busty. “If you want to volunteer,” I fetish said, my hands running up and down my cum-filled thighs, “then you have to promise to vote for me for homecoming queen. That's the only way you get my pussy.” “Wish I was a student,” muttered Ms. Vance, rubbing her cock through her black skirt. “You are a sexy one, Denice.” “Sorry, against the rules,” I said. Even though I was twenty and an adult, it went against our college's rule for professors or staff to have sex with the students. “I'll do it,” Lucrezia grinned, the futa already unzipping her jeans. “You got my vote.” Every other futa groaned. “She beat you to it,” I said with a shrug of my shoulders, Big Boobs my large breasts jiggling before me. My braid swayed down my back as I marched to the futa. She pulled out her dick. When I fish hooked them and started expertly bouncing them Big Boobs off her gspot. “Why don’t you get nice an cozy and tell me a little bit about yourself.” Owl was too shocked to respond at first then kissed her back. “What breach of the rules has there been?” Salarin asks, calm in the face of her storming fury. It seemed so crazy! She was against taking any drugs and I was so proud of her. But what if they were discovered?” I was still fetish cautious not to be too loud or move around too much, but I took my time and savored it, enjoying their bodies more than I had the first time. The soapsuds were gathering on her boobs and almost covering her aureoles and nipples. Although, after that moment, she leaned towards me. "Mom, this is where you kiss me." "Yes! I play with my twin sister like this, increasing the depth of my invading fingers, increasing the ardency of my sucking lips. She was 5’7”, 170 pounds and she had blue eyes that looked right into your soul as if you’d soon start spilling all your secrets to her. “Listen fucker…I am not done with you yet…” and then I laughing said, “here’s your fucking lunch”. Susan asked although she already knew the answers. It was hard to tell without getting to see his face. “It looks like they did a very commendable job. As I laid on her enjoying the ambiance of the situation, I could see a large digital clock above the headboard of her bed telling me that I had ten minutes left. It just didn't matter that much to her what "normal" people thought anymore. “It doesn't have to be you.” As the two men slowed down, both feeling sated from their climaxes, the room seemed to go quiet. Casey looks absolutely gorgeous dressed up in girls clothing. A long gap of silence widened between them.