Clean. Clean and fresh, with just a hint of lavender and something else... "Very good, Justine!" I can barely hear her whispered compliment over the p...unding of my pulse!I sigh with relief and longing as she drifts away, murmuring encouragement to other students as she passes.Why, oh why did I take THIS art class! Even as the thought enters my head, the answer niggles at the back of my brain: 'Because, Justine, you have a stupid schoolgirl crush on Ms. O'Connor!'Yes, I have to admit that I took. I want to taste you. I want to devour you. I want to drink down your excitement until you’ve got nothing left. I want it. I want all of it. My skirts are getting shorter, but you know this, I’ve seen you watching my ass as I walk out of class. It takes everything I have not to stride back in and fuck you on your desk. Did you see that I didn’t wear any panties today? I think you did. Did you see my bare pussy when I parted my legs? Could you tell it was wet? It was wet for you, Professor. I. But then the first man took me by the waist, his hands pressing on my hips and put his foot between mine. A sweep right and left and I was spread as wide as I could be and still remain standing. I felt the hot wet head of his cock slid between my spread buttocks and glided down past my asshole until it separated my labia. He stroked back and forth between my pussy lips, letting each thrust rub his hard cock head against my swollen clitoris. I moaned with the pleasure of his touch, but still I. "I lay there and thought some more. "Well, I don't suppose it can be undone, can it?" I quickly held up my hands and said, "Forget I said that, it was stupid. I wouldn't want it to be undone but I wish you'd have at least given me a choice."Estron patted my hand sympathetically and said, "Normally, we would have done just that. In fact, normally you would have come to us to schedule the procedure but you are a priority case, being the first from your universe and that changes things a bit. That.