My teacher smirked as she leaned against the wall. The desk creaked as I showed them all I didn’t possess a hair trigger.“Yes, yes, yes!” Monica...gasped as she came on my dick, her pussy working around my futa-cock with hunger.“Way to go, stud!” cheered Genevieve, her eyes bright and sultry, no doubt remembering yesterday.“That is hot!” whimpered a girl named Ursella Prescott.“Damn, you are one lucky futa, Johana!” a futa named Michelle Devereux cheered. She flashed me a thumbs up.“Yes!” I. You can either join me or…(she winked with a smile)Me: I will join you a bit later, my love.I winked back at her. Vasanti moved on to our bedroom for a nap. I moved on to the kitchen, where I found Gowri washing the vessels. I sneaked behind her quietly and slid my hands around her belly. Gowri gasped in surprise but calmed down when she realized it was me.I poked her belly button with my left-hand finger and grabbed her right boob with my right hand. One of my favorite places to fuck in the. .. I've been... very... very... naughty..." she stammered. Before she finished, I brought my hand down with as much force as I could muster. There was a resounding slap and almost simultaneously a low wail emerged from deep in Rachel's throat.Rachel's body tensed and shuddered in a series of involuntary spams. Her cry built to a piercing crescendo, then gradually subsided in a series of ragged gasps. Simultaneously, her hips thrust and ground into my leg and I felt a sudden release of warm. "Hold it right there or I'll shoot you," he warned, approaching the intruder while his back was turned.The smaller boy turned around and stared at Leopold. "Shoot me? With what? Your cape?" You weren't supposed to turn around. I might've had a bow." Well, a bookworm with a bow is about as scary as a bookworm without one." Who are you?" asked Leopold. He tried to avoid the obvious implications of the other boy's impudence."I'm the Bishop Of Lake-O-River."Leopold spat and laughed. "Yeah, you look.