sound and the entire internal cavity of the rectum poured icy wave of air. The feeling was incredibly pleasant. Brunette tried to strain the sphincter to get rid of this feeling which caused the desire to moan and swear dirty. The deformed darkened opening of the anus pulsed trying to shrink to a point. Now it was a little like a depressed circle, stretched into an uneven oval with convex, inflamed, reddened edges. Summer still didn’t keep a moan and straightened up, pinching the ruined anus with her palm. She looked at the plastic phallus clamped in her left hand. It gleamed dull and in the area of ​​the base was covered with a wide border of dull white foam. Pulling ripples in the ass gradually subsided and Summer breathed a sigh of relief. She was afraid that she would have to masturbate again, but there was no time for that at all.

The brunette leaned heavily on the upper edge of the cabin door, kicking off her panties. She wore a blouse, feeling how thin silk adheres to a damp back and fastened it on all buttons except the top two. I did not return the skirt, turned it around the waist leveling the cut. She nervously crumpled up her panties, turning them into an openwork bun and hid them in one of the bra cups. Then she folded it several times and walked out of the stall, heading for the sink to wash the artificial member under the tap, the surface of which was unpleasantly sticky. She never noticed the flickering screen of the phone that accompanied all these actions, taking off without stopping. Her mind was still floating, filled with an astringent, lazy post-orgasmic languor, and even such a familiar sweetish perfume that Melanie loved very much and the tickled nostrils did not alarm the woman.

Summer wrapped the washed phallus with a bra and hid an elongated bundle of black lace and plastic in her palm and hurried back to class. She had to convulsively strain the muscles of the labia with each step. Ben-W's balls were too close to the exit from the vagina and strove to slip out. She entered the class holding her right hand behind her back, hiding underwear and butt plug in her, honoring herself incredibly stupidly, feeling that she was blushing under the eyes of the students who had detached themselves from notebooks and looked at the teacher who had entered. With a gesture, inviting the children to continue practicing Summer waited until the faces obediently descend. She slid sideways to her desk and deftly lowered the bundle into the open bag with a sigh of relief. The brunette experienced childish joy by executing the order of the master T and not getting caught.

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Melanie sat locked in the toilet cubicle and watched the captured video again. The idea that the second time today she sees Miss Wayne masturbating in the toilet for girls simply did not fit in her blonde head. If she gave in to Todd's pod, she didn’t even think what it would turn out to be, witness what she would become, it was incredible. What a fantasy! She had not yet seen that a woman with such pleasure would stuff a long black rod into her own ass. The sight excited and repelled at the same time. The most incredible thing was that she appeared in the toilet with an artificial phallus inserted into the anus. Melanie began to barely hear through the thin partition the rustle of the clothes she was removing and saw perfectly how a black patch between the tanned woman's sexy buttocks appeared from under the lace of the removable panties. Slowly it moved, squeezing outward, revealing a 2 cm thick glossy shining rod that greedily embraced a dark brown ribbed flesh ring.

Covering her eyes, the girl tried to imagine herself at the teacher’s place and her left hand crawled under her skirt into slightly wet panties and plunged into a sticky hot mash that her tidy sexual lips like mature peach turned into in the morning. now they looked more like an oyster shell that had opened up, with petals of the labia minoras falling out and excitedly swollen clit.

The orgasm that hit her during the big change launched a mechanism in the mind of the girl, a chain reaction. She had felt strange for hours. She was then thrown into the heat and into the cold. Thoughts were constantly confused, bright pictures of naked Miss Wayne in some beige stockings shamelessly raskoryachivshaya in a closet toilet stallion, passionately masturbating, popped up in my mind. It instantly acted with an itch in the groin, a desire to put your hand in your panties and go into onanism immediately. Make sweet delight continuously squeezing the heart and lungs boundless so that it would grow ended in a burst of pleasure. There was no way to resist this desire. She really went out after the first visit to the women's toilet and really finished there for the second time sitting surrounded by many familiar and unfamiliar students, just straining and relaxing her hips, clenching her knees and straining her buttocks. At the same time, even though it doesn’t happen at the same time, it manages to answer the questions of girlfriends.

Melanie lay back, resting her back on the cistern, rubbing the clitoris with the middle finger in a quick, circular motion. With nervous, jerking movements, she unbuttoned her shirt to the navel. The girl’s neck gleamed with sweat, a wet stream wriggling down and writhing down between her strong small breasts, soaking into a pink bra. She vyprostala from his chest, and began alternately pinching sharpened hardened nipples with pink areoles that wrinkled as if they were compressed into two buttons. Breathing hard, opening her mouth, pressing the tip of her tongue to her upper lip, plaintively sniffing Melanie’s nose, violently masturbating, feeling an avalanche of sweetness growing. She even darkened her eyes and for a moment her hearing was gone when pleasure broke through the dam and gushed out of every pore of her slender body. The girl threw back her head, rolled her eyes, a thread of saliva flowed from the left corner of her mouth, curving in a grimace, her stomach twitched, her ass sewed on the rim of the toilet bowl. Melanie threw up her right leg, resting her sneaker on the closed door of the booth, so as not to fall, feeling as delight overwhelms her with powerful long waves.

When the spasms gave way to barely noticeable vibrations in her head cleared, the body became wadded and empty. First of all, she saved Miss Wayne's entertainment file in memory. She tidied herself up and went out. She needed to wash a burning, flushed face.

She suddenly realized that this file could help her gain the maximum score for the subject from Miss Wayne. She decided that it was worth transferring the video to the USB flash drive as soon as she got to the house. And then ... Melanie grinned looking at the girl with disheveled blond hair and wet slightly sparkling slightly clouded eyes in the mirror, maybe you should send a small piece of Todd's video, it will surely make a stunning impression on him.

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Summer was sitting on a chair, glancing around the hushed classroom that had been hard at work writing down the presentation. She tried not to move without need. Each movement was given a dull burning pain in the buttocks. And besides this, she clearly felt that between them squelching slime slowly flowing from the vagina, creating a feeling of uncomfortable sticky moisture on the skin.She didn’t have enough brains to wipe the crotch and her ass even with her panties there in the toilet and now he rushed off, realizing that the excess moisture is absorbed and absorbed into the fabric of the skirt. The woman felt painful excitement all over her body. Nipples rubbing silk blouses with each breath painfully ache. Two undone buttons opened a tempting hollow between the breasts and also allowed to cool the heated flesh a little. Summer pressed a hand to her forehead and rubbed her eyes. For the last 5 minutes, she had a burning desire to break her clothes, ... Read more →