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She watched as they all pulled out their cells and laid them on the desk. "Are we in agreement?" she asked as she looked from student to student when out of the back came a voice. "I don't know, maybe I want a different teacher. It wasn't my fault you decided to strip in class. And I have the pictures to prove it." Trish cringed when she heard his comments. "I'm offering a very good deal, what else do you want?" Trish asked wishing her voice was stronger. She knew that they held all the cards and she already gave up their grades. "I think if I'm going to give up my pictures, and keep your secret and your job, I think you should have to teach class naked," he said loud and clear. All the other students gasped and started to talk among themselves. "Quiet class, I can't teach class naked, someone would find out. That is off the table," Trish answered firmly. "Well then I guess you're just going to have to give me a blowjob before I give up my pics," he said louder. Trish gasped and staggered back against her desk. Now the other students were joining him and the room was turning quickly against her. "Ok wait, let me think. I can't just go around giving blowjobs to each and every one of you. So how about one day next month I teach the class naked? OK?" she pleaded. The boy in the back watched her capitulate and pressed his advantage. "No that's not enough, if you want to get out of the blowjobs then it has to be once a month, let's say the last Friday of each month you teach naked, and during that period you walk the Hardcore aisles and we can touch you for the entire period. But if you orgasm in class you have to satisfy everyone else also. vintage Take it or leave it, teach, your job or a little naked teaching?" he stated firmly, watching his nervous teacher surrendering to his demands. "Ok, but if word leaks out the deal's off." Trish demanded, "And I delete all the pictures off your cell phones right now." "All but mine, if we don't have something you could renege on our deal. And that's final." Trish nodded and started to walk down each aisle and check each phone. As she worked her way around the class, the students started to touch her legs. When she didn't stop them, they continued to her tits. Now every time she picked up a phone, three and sometimes four students where molesting her body. By the time she got to the last row, her body was once again thoroughly indian aroused and several fingers were buried deep inside her and her nipples were being pinched and pulled. As she was almost at the end of the aisle someone inserted a finger in her ass. Trish staggered for a minute as her body almost exploded in an orgasm. She held onto the cell phone but not being able to move allowed wave after wave of pleasure flow through her body. Trish looked around the room in panic, she was about to have an orgasm which would kick in the 'satisfy everyone' clause in their agreement. Trish quickly glanced at the phone and rushed to the last two phones. She was trying to get to the photo albums and delete and pics while hanging on to her sanity. Just as she finished she rushed back up to her desk and sat down. “And what if someone from school saw me at the fashion show yesterday?” Her voice cracked, small. Hold me, I'm going to look in this box." After what seemed like hours I went to sleep. “No, please! Julie’s words spurred Craig into action and he knelt quickly and leant forward so that he was very close to Marge’s pussy and ass and could see the indian cum dripping on her lips. “What?” He was startled. You know how it is. Just... It will make it vintage so much better I promise.” The humiliation of my 12 year old son knowing I was turned on by him and his actions, was immense. I might be strong though I am no where as strong as you." Mrs. Alberts broke their taboo kiss and stared down at me. “We have to get ready for church.” As Ellie ran off towards Warren hall, Bethany stopped her. I understand you have . . . I have seriously never even considered it until this moment but the more I think about it the more I lean towards the later. Chapter 1 : A Ghost,� On A� Cold, Lonely Road He had to give her credit for keeping from crying like a baby, slowly pushing up with one hand still covering her left eye, which she knew would be blackened by the vicious blow. He got the next two questions right and her skirt was almost halfway up her thighs. “Oh, yes, cum in me! Bathe me with your jizz.” Rob and I both sat up on our knees when Liz took us both, one in each hand and guided us to her mouth where she began to lick and suck each of us Hardcore in turn. I know how wet Alexis can get, so I can imagine how much of her juices she is tasting from Alan’s mouth. Harry became fascinated by it. My eyes swept down to the nearly identical, trimmed bush that adorned Crystal's pussy, the dark patch contrasting with her pale skin. If I wanted to stay and wait for her to return, I could, but she wasn’t sure how long she would be gone.