. *my* . . . *authority*!" She lifted her rear and rammed it back down on his face to emphasize each word. Underneath his teacher's rump, Josh la... battered and helpless. His face felt smashed, and he thought his nose might even be broken. It felt like Alana's ass, the former object of his lust, was *destroying* him. The beautiful teacher had settled her full weight on his head and even the tiniest breath was beyond him. Her ass engulfed his face, smothering him completely. "Mmmm.. Her legs parted a little more to give him a path to her other treasures. He pushed the tip of his tongue even deeper, and heard a low moan from her. He licked her inside and felt the tiny button of her clitoris touch his chin. It was damp, and hard. He withdrew his tongue from her and parted the fleshy fold that hid it and protected it. He wormed it out with his lips and tongue. He rubbed it making her groan out loud this time, and felt her legs shake. He repeated what he had done with his. First, she unbuttoned the pajama top and tossed it onto the floor. Kayla had already unhooked her bra a few hours ago. Next, she slid out of her shorts, and dropped them onto her computer chair. She bent over as she stripped off her silk thongs. Kayla sat down with her legs wide open in front of the full length mirror. Kayla noticed something odd. Her pussy had white splotches or creamy white stuff. She took a taste, and it was sweet. Kayla shrugged, and slowed ran her index finger softly up. Judging by the twin swells on his chest and the itchyclingyness around his rib cage, a bra was holding up what appeared to berather impressive breasts. A short, flared black skirt and black tightscompleted the outfit. Bartlett lifted his right foot, and saw a blackloafer, complete with a two inch heel. This evening was too weird and getting stranger.Bartlett knew that there was no time in which his clothes could have beenchanged, but he also knew that he had no time in which to figure out.