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cleared his throat and called out: "Anastasia Petrovna, your time is up, go give up!" At the same time, he slyly narrowed his small piggy eyes and leaned back in his chair. Nastya had an unpleasant feeling that she was going to the teacher's desk. He asked her to sit opposite. The table, covered with a green cloth tablecloth that fell to the floor on its sides, did not have any partitions under the table-top, which Nastya was soon able to see. And when Nastya began to answer the first question of her ticket, she moved closer to her. taking off his they put their hand on her right knee by chance under her table. Her sweaty hairy pawed up her thigh, then went down below. Nastya felt sticky waves of horror along with excitement approaching her throat. , the paint flooded his face. And the fat bastard, meanwhile, sarcastically remarked: But only during the preparation you were sitting sideways all the time. Do you have cribs on your knees - let's check ... ", and Nastya felt like a lecherous hand under the table began to raise her skirt. In the eyes of the scoundrel, the oil lights of lust lit. Nastya was confused, scared and excited at the same time, and the fat man, noticing this, became even more inflamed. Stumbling on every word, breathing deeply, Nastya wondered what she should do? After all, this bastard can just fill her up if she is obstinate. From rabies and shame that they are doing this to her, Nastya did not think of anything better than to go on the attack herself. Putting her right leg out from under the skirt, she groped the place between the legs of the old baboon with the toe of her shoes. The leg stumbled upon something thick, which in the eyes of the examiner was reflected first by surprise and then by fright. Nastya began to perform rubbing movements with her right foot, periodically tingling that place with her stiletto heels. She watched with pleasure as at each such movement the old goat caught her breath, and in the eyes of desire flashes. "So you, so," - she said to herself, trampling the lustful place of the old man with the sole and heels of her lovely shoe. In the meantime, her excitement had also increased, she already felt how in her herself the cherished moment of pleasure was near. This feeling only intensified when the old pervert gripped her foot with one hand (the other he was holding Nastina at the same time, trying to pretend to read her) and began to help her in her difficult task. In the heat of the moment, both of them did not notice how the second female examiner returned to the class and sat down at her desk. Since the table stood sideways to her, the woman could only see the teacher reading the record book and the student girl who was very agitated during the exam, and therefore was too ruddy and deeply breathing, her voice breaking from excitement. By that moment Nastya answered the penultimate item of the ticket, and was silent, unable to say another word. And then Nastya had an orgasm. Feeling unearthly pleasure, convulsively pulsating in her front and back between her legs, Nastya, who has the power, squeezed this swollen something between the legs of a fat man with the sole of her shoe. His hand under the table convulsively squeezed Nastya's ankle, his eyes tightened with oil fortification, he exhaled loudly, then coughed and pretended to clear his throat. The teacher gave them a slightly surprised look, and then returned to studying some papers. But Nastya, floating on the waves of pleasure, understood everything - this fat dog experienced an orgasm with her, but he had the sense not to show it too clearly. Then they noticed a woman at the second table. “Did she see everything?” - Nastya was frightened.She was not afraid of her “lover” - he would be sure to keep quiet, but this lady could cheer the girl on the whole institute. She could even be kicked out for that. But the behavior of the female examiner did not give rise to fear, and Nastya calmed down. Meanwhile, the assistant professor, after coughing, said: "Well, dear, I answered well ... I’ll give you five ... Go and call the next ..." Nastya took a filled record book, and leaving a memory teacher to a tired orgy quiet: "Thank you, Leonid Andreevich ...", came out of the class, slightly staggering after the just experienced ecstasy.

At the door, the guys immediately surrounded her and bombarded them with questions: “Well, what? How did you give up? Who took it — Lyonya? Didn’t fill up?” She looked at everyone with a radiant smile and said: “She gave up on five! In my opinion, the associate professor was satisfied ... Not a fluff for everyone, but I urgently need to run away - and so I’m late ... Happily ... ”And with these words Nastya left classmates. Already at the exit, out of the corner of her eye, she noticed how a respected associate professor Leonid Andreevich walked out of the examination room and hurried along in the direction of the men's room ...

PART 3. UZDNITSA

She almost ran, stumbling on her high heels, to the bench where all her troubles began. Along the way, she was thinking about today's exam. If you look at it, it turns out that of the two of them, she “fucked” the teacher in full! Ah yes Nastya, she smiled to herself, as everyone would have smiled, managing to preserve her dignity in such depressing circumstances. She put her hand in her purse to make sure once again that money was in place. Without a doubt, she was up to the mark - not a single passed exam in life had given her such satisfaction. However, as the girl approached her cherished goal, doubts arose in her - what if the store wasn’t opened today? And what if the keys are not in it? But after seeing the familiar shop window from afar, Nastya calmed down a bit - there was no big white sign on it, which means that the shop is already open. She walked along the very avenue where the rootless dog took advantage of her. Looking around, she still found him - he lazily lounged on a nearby lawn, licking his ass. As if having read her thoughts (and, most likely, having caught her unique aroma), the dog rose on its paws and scattered sideways to it. “She also wants an infection,” Nastya thought evil and quickened her pace. The dog, meanwhile, ran up to her and began to sniff at her skirt as she went, trying to push her insolent face under her. “Gone out of here, do you hear! Vaughn! ”Nastya squealed on him, not lowering her head and pretending that she had nothing to do with it. The dog meanwhile did not let up. In the end, Nastya was so fed up with all this that, standing back and making sure that no one was close by, she swung and, with all the strength she was capable of, moved the brazen Bobik right in the face with the toe of her right shoe. If she were hitting the soccer ball now, he would certainly have flown away to where. Having flown away for a good couple of meters, the dog squealed loudly in pain. Probably, the dog could not understand what had happened to such a quiet and uncomplaining "beloved" recently. “Everything, the shop has closed! Pszhel! ”- Nastya once again squealed on the mongrel, and, with a careless movement of the winner, straightened the jacket and straightened her skirt, quickly went further, leaving the whining dog behind her back. This small victory further strengthened the girl in the thought that she was strong enough to withstand the ordeal that fate had sent her.

Finally, here is the door of the shop. Nastya stopped in front of her in indecision, as if fate was waiting for her. It is possible that it was so. Deciding that her best quality now is decisiveness, Nastya put on her sunglasses and sharply pulled the door handle towards herself. Inside, everything was the same as last time, behind the counter was the same black-haired guy with thin Spanish mustache type. Taking a deep breath, the girl approached the counter. “Hello,” she said, “Could you help me?”. “What exactly, madame,” the seller asked her with a sly smile.Nastya, as she could, explained to the man that she needed the keys to the recruitment of "The Good-willed Cleaner". In response, the guy assessed her from bottom to top, and said that there were keys, but they were expensive. Nastya said it was nothing. But when he called the price, Nastya did not believe her ears - she had that kind of money ... Read more →

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