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“Is that all you heard?” pussy I asked him, anger building up. “I thought you invited me here so I could talk about my feelings, not rough so you could document what’s going on girl around the school. I thought you were doing this to help, not so I could be your little spy.” Instantly I regretted saying that as Salvador leaned back and lowered one eyebrow. “Adam, remember that first and foremost, I am your teacher.” “Yeah, I know, I’m sorry.” I meekly interrupted. “Like it or not, when you’re in this school, teachers are the authority, not students. cum And students do not get to talk to their teachers that way.” He continued. “I get it. My bad.” I continued weakly. “Stop talking.” He ordered. “Listen to me. I am doing this to help you. That doesn’t change the juicy fact that first and foremost, I am a teacher, and I have certain responsibilities. If you didn’t want me to act like this, you shouldn’t have told me that there was a fight. Now, unless you want me to take this further, I’m going to need the name of the person you were fighting with. If you don’t know his name, I’ll need his deion, and Mr. Scott will be notified. If need be, we can arrange some kind of protection.” “I don’t want him to be in trouble.” I feebly managed. “It’s not that I’m afraid of him. Hell, I already told you I didn’t throw a damn punch at him.” As I recollected my previous rant to him, I thanked my lucky stars I didn’t mention that it was Matt who fought me, or why. “I just… Can we just please forget that I mentioned that?” Without saying a word I reach up and grabbed her, swung her around and placed her back first on the bed. The rest of the afternoon went fine. Dad: It is up to you. Just then I jumped a little as he rough pushed his middle girl finger up inside me. He looked up into my face and smiled. Alexis loved it when I put it on her the day I proposed. "Oh god Sadie.... Memories of juicy what had been said at the party flashed through my mind as I realized cum that this was probably the school’s doing, not May’s or Phil’s. The beeping came from inside the office as some police officer was talking into a walkie-talkie. I was chained to myself wearing nothing more than a shreds of what was my shirt and a pussy crumpled pair of blue jeans dearly holding onto my bare feet. “Take off those clothes.” Cum on my dick, Mom!” “You're wonderful. With me still inside her those sexual twitches were indescribable.