She certainlylooked like a goddess from this angle. A giantess. I watched her take herhigh heels off and then her pretty nylon clad feet were on my fa...e.Hovering around my nose. Ecstasy. Her scent was powerful. Her feetwere wet with perspiration. Maybe she was nervous too. Or excited.Whatever it was I loved the strong female odor emanating from her feetpresently resting on my nose."Smell me, bitch. You like that smell?" Yes, Goddess. I love smelling you. Thank you Goddess."There was a heavy. Tracey was in heaven.After the two cooucellors had given the gorl the most earth sahking orgasm she slupmed to the floor as Mr. Deeter fucked Miss Johnson From Behind. Tracey quickly went to her books and scribbled down some notes. After her orgasm Miss Jhonson Lay on the floor as Mr. Deeter ruturned to his office.Tracey sat down next to Miss Johnson and said that in all the excitement she had forgotten what kissing a girl felt like. Miss Johnson smiled as they started ti kiss and run their. His hand crashed across my face and decked me to the bed. My lip had a trickle of blood on it as I instantly lurched back upright. Glaring at him I stuck my tongue out and licked the blood up. My tears flowed freely and my small chest heaved from my quiet sniveling."Lie to me again and I'll cut your lying nigger tongue out of your mouth. I have a knife too bitch!" He reached down and touched his ankle. It's in his boot I thought as the jerk kept talking, "Now, once again, how old are you?". Really helpful. Thinks it may be a vitamin deficiency.”“What about the pain down there?”“What, down there?” Anaisha imitated Michelle’s downward nod and giggled.Michelle was genuinely confused. Anaisha smiled and carried on. “What is the weirdest thing you’ve ever got yourself off too?”“What, like porn or something?”“No, you know stuck inside you and got off.”“Oh. Well, a hairbrush handle the other day,” admitted Michelle.“Yeah, that makes sense, not that weird though.”“I guess not,” it was in.