What separates you from your classmates, however, is your taste in the fairer sex. It's a trait you've come to realize you had since the first grade w...en you started daydreaming about your art teacher and the way she smiled at you. By the time you hit puberty and you discovered the joy of masturbation, you found yourself jacking off to the images of your female teachers. Demure or dynamic, conservatively dressed or shoulder-baring, uniformed or casual - it didn't matter. All you could think of. ”“I’m sorry sir. I’ll try to be good” she said playing along with the tableau she had started.Tyrone sat besides the little slut and started running his hands up and down her thighs. Her skin was so soft! He loved the contrast of his rough Black hands on her soft white skin. This was incredible. He owned this little white slut. He slid his hand up to her pussy. She submissively spread her legs wide. She was so wet! He heard her moan!Daisy loved the feel of Tyrone’s strong Black hands on her. ”“I saw your photos in the hallway, all of which appeared to be taken each year for at least ten years.”“That’s exactly what they are. Did you actually change the photos? Or just those of us in them.”“The photos are changed too. Makes me wonder, do your daughters have copies of those photos?”“Yes they do and I know what you’re thinking. I’ll ask them when I call tomorrow, if their photos changed when they did. Right now, I have a mission on my hands and I’m going to need some help from a very. His second trip to A&E with his hands clasped around his electrified cock that he simply hadn't understood the lesson from his past.But then that's not limited to just the men of the species, I present Rainbow. She was a lovely young lady, if somewhat blessed with an unfortunate name. Alas, her parents were undergoing a marijuana-induced hippie phase at the time of my friend's birth and Rainbow Summer Fisher was blessed with a lifetime of sniggering.It didn't bother her too much; much of her.