"Dean," she said, holding up the drawing, "Did you draw this?" Yes," he replied at once. "I did my best." I think you're trying to show your contempt ...for me!" No, professor," he replied. "I'm trying to hide it." The class admired his wit in silence."Detention, Mr. Thomas. I will see you at my office one hour after dinner." Dean nodded resignedly. By now the students knew what detention with Delores Umbridge meant. Many of them had encountered the quill, Dean several times and now past caring.. I remember so clearly, lying there in my big, soft bed, only my white silky thong and matching bra on. I recall even the sensation of my fingertips as they brushed my fluffy full labia through the panties, stroking myself into a teased frenzy. My fingers were on my breasts, squeezing them, kneading them, my nipples pinched repeatedly. I was moaning his name when the door opened. I was so close to orgasm that seeing him standing there, a look of desire and shock on his face, didn’t faze me. I. Mulstein. His appearance just as boring as his office, and his voice to boot. Must be in his early 50's, hair mostly grey now but you can still see the specs of black in there from his more youthful days, small rectangular glasses down at the end of his rather generously proportioned nose, his face giving away years of frowning and looking gloomy, the edges of his mouth seems to be in a permanent frown now, kind of reminds me of a mastiff dog breed. Solid grey suit, with a plain white shirt and. The sassy guy has a visible bulge in his pants, which he starts to stroke. Lindsey closes her legs and carefully pulls the thong off. The guys stare with excitement at her. Lindsey smirks and says:” are you guys ready for this?” the guys agree with joy in their voices.Lindsey spreads her legs again with her hands cover her pussy. With a jolt she pulls her hands away and reveals her shaved clean pussy. The guys look at her pussy with delight. Now Lindsey starts to play with herself again. She.