” she exclaimed.“Yes, but back to Valerie. You just admitted that she’s a slut, right?”“Huh? Well, um not really. I mean...What was that?”...“Nothing much. But you do agree that Valerie is doing something that a slut would do, right?”“Well, yes, bu....” and rainbows.“So Valerie is a slut.”“Huh? Oh yes...”Stars and rainbows.“Say it for me, will you? Valerie is a slut....”“Valerie’s a slut!” Tracey declared and once again her brain exploded in delight. It was stronger this time.“Oh yes! Oh yes! Oh. She clenched her walls around the shaft, incredibly aware of how wet she was. She was almost certain that there would be a wet spot in her seat. Let alone walk down the between the rows of students and back again with this thing inside her. Trixie had no other choice, so with a small whimper and with all the willpower she had, she squeezed the pink cock tightly and made her way to his desk.There was no way that she could meet his eyes despite them boring into her. Trixie made it to the front of. Then I put the handcuffs around her delicate wrists and I pushed her against the wall. I reached out and ripped off her tight skirt from her curvaceous body. I put a piece of tape over her red lips to muffle her cries.I pushed Susan onto the bed and she fell on her stomach.“You like same position as my sweet wife… I can see you need a good fuck also…” I told her. I climbed onto the bed and made Susan spread her sexy long legs. She cried on the tape; but it did not matter to me. I wanted just to. It was as if someone was watching him - or rather several people. He could feel eyes on him, though the hum had thankfully quieted.Something moved at the edge of his vision, and a breeze stirred his hair. Then again, on the opposite side. It tickled like mad, adding to his discomfort.Come on. Wake up.No luck there. More tickles arose from his right knee, and then from his left big toe. It was driving him crazy."It's awake."The voice reinforced the idea that he was going crazy. It was both.