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He was going to enjoy this. He knew that on many previous occasions, he had give in to her cute, thankful smile as he let her off the hook for whatever it was - but today something was different. Every step she took was imbued with a subtle sway of the hips, and her bust seemed firmer on her chest. He couldn’t quite put his finger on how - but she exuded Fight a sweet sexuality. As she met his stern gaze, he thought her expression was not one of meek naivety; but one that was teasing, vulnerable, and threatened to break out into a shameless grin. He felt his cock stir under his trousers. wrestling He had fantasised since the beginning of the year about giving her a real punishment, but this would have to do. ‘Ah, Isabelle! I was wondering when you’d turn up. Just because the school thinks you can get an A doesn’t mean you can skip lesson. I will generously assume you were late because you were too busy preparing for catfight this topic - so redeem yourself; integrate this expression here.’ 14 pairs of eyes peered at her. Oh no - surely they noticed her ruffled blouse, loose hair, her pleased vacant expression…and pieced things together...maybe they had even heard her soft whimpers coming from the lavatory. She blushed an even deeper shade of crimson. She was completely distracted, and before she could stammer an answer, the teacher sighed and began to lecture her on the importance of attendance. Isabelle wasn’t used to this. She was one of his favourites, and could usually get off scot-free if she hadn’t given in her homework on time, or was caught chatting in lesson. Sometimes she suspected there was more to his favouritism than her stellar grades, but she tried not to think about it. What had changed? Mr Edwards relished her embarrassment. In a perfect world, naughty little girls like her would be forced to submit to their superiors, no questions asked, he mused. As her scolding continued, she still couldn’t ignore the whispers, the judgement of her classmates…and the tiny thrill that shot through her body at the thought. Isabelle! No one thinks you’re a slut. No one saw you, or could have even heard you. Stop thinking about it - it’s in the past. Now concentrate on your education. And so she did. For the rest of the day, she successfully put all thoughts of Darius and her little episode out of her mind. She had lunch with Naomi tits and Scarlett, kept herself under control, and made it through the day. Isabelle roused from her sexy deep slumber the next day; the sunrise painting her room with daylight. She had chosen to sleep naked, and although at first she was worried it was a side-effect of her recent horniness, she convinced herself that it was merely more comfortable. She couldn’t deny however that there was something wonderful about the feeling of her soft white sheets gliding over her sensitive skin as she tossed, turned, and sprawled out on her bed. She rose groggily, slipping her lithe body into her dressing gown and making her way downstairs for breakfast. Her mother, father, and sister were in the kitchen, her sister Daisy stooped over her breakfast bowl. She was a couple of years younger than herself, but just as pretty. Isabelle walked over to hug her sister.. ‘Morning.’ ‘Morning’ Daisy mumbled through a mouth of cereal. Her father Michael was dressed in a suit and was reading the paper, occasionally taking a sip from his mug or biting into some toast. Her mother was packing her lunch, dressed in a black figure hugging dress. Isabelle was the only brunette woman in her family; her mother and sister both sported full heads of blonde hair. Calm. Benjamin! We had an ice cream and sat on the same wall. “But, but.” “Huh?” I blinked, struggling to understand this new reality. Looking at Abhi her son she gave a quick wink. Just like Shelena had me earlier. Jackie must have had enough and said, “Fuck this. Mollie moaned loudly, before she became rather breathless. She then came back to the table, lifted Holly's skirt and pulled it up from underneath her sexy bottom pulling it down and off. All I remember was that I was cuming in moms face and in her mouth so hard that I could hear little squeaks and high pitched gasps. Also dressed in a thin white dress. Alfie had turned the egg on and the shock had caused me to lose my balance. "Then I'll be wrestling ready for the vibrator afterward." What does he know? She had such a friendly grin on her lips. I stand up in front of them all. "Come in, Logan," she murmurs in a soft voice. Lukas was holding his cock near the back of her throat. Janie moaned and looked up at me and said, "Cum in my mouth, tits I Fight want to taste it!" He is obviously determined to tease her and he starts by licking her very erect nipples. He just finished fucking me before you came to see us.” Jacob said, “Really? “Then watch and learn,” she answered with catfight a smile.