I ended up still having 15 pair of pantyhose in the bag. I pulled them out and sat them on the bed as I stuffed undershirts and pajamas into drawers. ...ick walked in and sat on the extra bed as he watched me. “Huh, you packed so many and we only used one pair. I think its time I get a little rougher with your pantyhose. What do you think about that?” he asked. I told him I guessed it was okay as long as he wasn’t being mean to me. “Awe, of course not Buddy. Just taking our play up a notch” he. Letting me just barge in here and finger fuck you....” he taunted. Matthew could tell that his teacher was getting close to cumming. He pulled his wet digit from her pussy and put the coated finger to her mouth, making her lick and suck her juices until it was clean. "I'm going to make your breakfast. I want your hair curly today." He commanded as he vanished into the kitchen. Tiffany just nodded and disappeared to fix her hair. As Tiffany walked into her bedroom, she had to admit that she felt. The only other things out of place were two full-length mirrors on stands, set so they wouldn't block any of the student's view of the stool, but so they would reflect whatever - or whoever - was on it.Everything focused on that stool.Uh oh, I suddenly thought. This does not look good.That depends on how you define "good" my evil twin argued lasciviously.I felt a little frisson of fear and anticipation as the other students took their places at their easels. They were chattering, of course, and. She said I can see her breast and maybe even touch them if I don't tell my aunt. I of course not, just like a big boy, then she said, ok, come over here and sit on your knees in front of me, she spread her legs and I saw her sweet pussy puffing out of her white bikini panty, she was wearing a really short jean skirt, which I found to be very sexy. Her pussy lips were so puffy and she had a camel toe, and this was my first view, I have seen pussy before in my uncles magazines but never up close.