She Loves To Dance And Suck

As Hermione spreads her legs apart, Hairy revealing her private areas to her teacher once more, she picks up the quill and furrows her brow. “You gave me no ink, Professor,” she says in confusion. “You will not need big cocks any,” Umbridge replies, a smirk on her face. With much trepidation, Hermione begins writing the phrase on the board with the inkless quill provided. After writing the words ‘cum blowjob depository’ on the parchment seven times, Hermione begins to notice the stinging sensation above babe her pussy. She moves to close her legs, but her Professor, watching her every move, is quick to correct her. “Legs apart, slut!” She continues to write the phrase over and over, but the stinging gets worse. Tears fall down her face and drip onto the parchment as a suspicion lick grows in her mind. In the hopes of alleviating the pain as much as possible, Hermione rushes through the lines as fast as she can, but with each new repetition of the phrase, the pain above her private area gets worse and worse. Finally, she puts down the quill after reaching seventy-five, and Umbridge walks over to her. “Stand up and face me,” she is ordered by her teacher. When she stands for her teacher, her teacher reaches a hand down to her pussy—or just above it—and Hermione’s eyes follow, getting wider when she sees the culmination of her work. In her own handwriting are the words ‘cum depository’, bright red and sore, looking for all the world as if she carved them into her now shaved mons herself. “I think that should surely help to keep your pussy full of cum, don’t you think, my little Mudblood whore?” her teacher taunts her. “Yes, Professor Umbridge,” Hermione chokes out her prescribed answer, fighting back tears. “Good girl, I am quite excited to watch that happen sometime; but for now, get back into my office and lie back down on the desk like you were during your inspection.” Hermione doesn’t even look at her teacher as she walks back into the adjoining office but she does catch sight of her teacher as she moves to lie back down on the desk. That is when she notices that her teacher has undressed and attached a pink strap-on around her waist. “Oh no,” Hermione pleads, shaking her head even as she positions herself for her teacher on the desk. “Please don’t, Professor!” Umbridge walks up to her and grabs hold of Hermione’s right nipple, pinching it between her fingers before twisting painfully, making Hermione cry out. “Let’s try that again, but this time, the amateur words that come out of your mouth better be: please rape my Mudblood pussy with your strap-on, Professor.” Hermione’s eyes widen slightly, and she wants to do anything but say those words, but when Umbridge pinches her other nipple and twists, Hermione mumbles the required phrase. “Please rape my Mudblood pussy with your strap-on, Professor.” "Well, that's too bad," I said while keeping my eyes on her "because he's not going to fuck you." Reggie’s had so many sex partners over the years and had learned so many secrets from them; it would take the average couple several lifetimes to gain his experience. But remember mom is going to be home shortly. They didn't care about people amateur looking at them but then again they both had nice sized cocks. I wasn’t sure how long I was going to be waiting so I laid down on her bed and started babe to imagine her on top of me riding my cock, Hairy then the door opened and my sexy little angel appeared. “Is there any blowjob other way we can get what we need?” “what a big cocks spoil sport! Unnaturally calm. “And what is this... Natalie was lick sitting opposite me and had her arms crossed, elbows on table, with her ample bosom flopping and flowing out over them. She fought the pain, thinking only of her need to be fucking something so badly. “Are you implying what I think you’re implying?” she asks.