Body Decorations: My body is decorated only moles ;)
Smokes/Drinks: no / no
Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans
He scored a hundred and took the best fifteen for himself. He posted the full video after posting the short, angry comments about being a sluttish slut in need of display. She had trouble sleeping though. They woke up the next day at work, but realized they had been caught. They couldn't go home, and Principal Snyder wouldn't be pleased. They took their clothes and clothes and money and didn't bring them back to the school. They didn't have anywhere to go. Finally, the anger started to subside. They went back to their job, but they knew they had to work as hard as they could for their teacher's retirement. That's what they were paid every other month. That was until last year. They felt like a piece of meat. Sluts, for years a dime a dozen, had been getting wasted in all kinds of perverse sex. Today, in this terrible economic climate, every day was a battle. They'd go to work, start another job, make a small pittance each in tips. Laid off parents and sick relatives couldn't help but pile into the pay pile, either.
It was enough to make you a target if you're a good Catholic school teacher. But for good or ill, everyone who was with you after ten or twelve couldn't keep their thoughts under control. And ten years of this was a bit much. They were like dogs without a master. You could always hit them. Or worse. Some of them, like Snapchat Screenshot Symbol, had to walk the plank after seventeen. She had to. She had fallen into a dark depression. She knew she had been terrible. She knew she had been a slut. And she knew she'd do it again. She was going back to Sunday school for business. That's what they called it these days. And the old, wooden plank was the main stage. Most of the girls here are minors, or were, until recently, considered to be such. Nothing ever changed.
Not even junior high. The new girls, the strippers, the "Youth", it was the main course now. There were now also the older women. They came from all walks of life, but had never before had the courage to approach a man. The good news was that most of them, if they had, were now into their mid to late twenties. That was good, because it pushed them over the age ceiling and opened up their lives. Now all the good girls came, as did the ones who weren't invited but who still owed the principal something. The old way of doing things was still taught. People were afraid of the consequences. So what was the principal doing? Well, he knew he had something there. Something that he was doing for his daughter, his little slut-girlfriend, his little bitch-slut. For twenty years he'd been teaching Canadian literature at public schools here in this nice little town, all alone. At first, she was hesitant. She thought he was too much, too much a man. She often fantasized about being bound, and had a fear of the small, intimate, cutting. She had never been a lesbian, but was certainly thinking of experimenting..
Today Snapchat Screenshot Symbol got home from work and bent me over our hot tub and lets the water run down her natural tits.
She started coming on to me, and I was more then happy to give you a great performance and also look how the guy fucks the living hell out of her pussy.
Shes both shocked and horny when she saw my camera and film her!