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You take one look at me, and right away, you know my type: the young girl who grew up way too fast. My sexual exploits are so extensive and unlimited I could shock the cum right out of you.
What are they?! Oh no, Mister, don't you know proper Catholic little school girls aren't supposed to tell about the naughty kneeling corner in the principal's room? Only bad, mischievous sluts are familiar with the long thin reed that's used for whipping and poking into our "no no" holes. Careful not to be so scared that you piss yourself. His naughty tongue will clean it up, but he doesn't stop at your pee pee hole! Luckily, I only got punished up until I was thirteen. The principal only likes girls with barely there boobies.
I can't say the same for my science teacher, though. He most definitely liked my perky luscious mounds... especially when my super sensitive nipples would poke right through my white blouse. Even though, he blames and punishes me for being a wicked girl with sexual thoughts, it wasn't my fault! He always kept the room so cold.
Pretty ironic that this Daddy's lil girl was sent off to a private Catholic school to learn how to behave. I couldn't keep my pudgy lil fingers from wandering down into my slippery honey hole and so off I went to learn some discipline. I learned plenty, but all the spanking and whipping I received only enhanced my sex drive. I learned all about how to tell when the principal or teachers were horny... or when to be submissive and when to be dominant. I learned about taboo strap on play... and that hot wax from those candles we light at church feel so good on my tits and pussy
Wanna have some roleplay fun with me? You be the teacher, and I'll be the naughty student. Or perhaps you want me to be the teacher? I bet I could teach you a thing or two...
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