'Had you let me finish, i would have said that it calls tomatoes a vegetable.' 'Okay.' 'It isnt.' Roy informed Monique. 'Its fruit.' she spat at him.'...o its not. im telling you Monique, its a fact!' 'No it aint, Roy!' she said back. They continued to go back and forth. 'Bet.' he told her. 'Bet,on what?' Monique said in a challenging tone. 'That i can prove a tomato is a fruit.' 'Aight, bet. whats the grounds?' Monique inquired. 'If, no, when i prove that my point is valid, i want... i want. It was just her luck he'd barge in while this young stud was fucking her shit chute."Bend over, dammit!" He grabbed and spun her across her desk. Her boobs smashed into the surface with jarring impact. She felt the air gush from her lungs. Gasping in a vain attempt to regain her lost wind, she was helpless to prevent him from hiking up her skirt."Wow, lookit those panties! Ain't they sexy!" She almost cried when she felt his hands stroking over the smooth curves of her bottom. He hadn't. I asked her why she was doing that and she said that it made her tot tingle. I told her that she was getting excited again and I told her the best way to take care of it was to rub on it and she said she didn’t know how so she asked me to and I said I could teach her. Not going to lie teaching my daughter learning about how to pleasure herself kind of got me hot. So I began to rub her “tot” it was really moist and warm. She started to let out soft moans and then I told her I had a surprise for. It gave her a submissive look which really turned me on. I wanted her to feel like she was the class pet, instead of a student. This was by far the most provocative outfit I had Katee wear thus far in the class room. “Look at that collar, the bitch looks like a dog!” One of the boys jeered, the class roared in laughter. The class sensed that I wasn’t going to interject, as I even joined in chuckling. I knew that if I let the boys blatantly humiliate her, that this would further serve my purpose.