Priscilla May
Open World Mistress
- Joined
- Nov 21, 2020
Kei’s heart raced as he brought her forward to the audience. Her eye filled with worry and shame as she recalled Mr. Liam’s words that she only needed to focus on him. Yet as she was brought to each male student, their hands flicking around her tit, she frantically wanted it to stop. Her hands even reached out to push theirs away, but Mr. Liam had restrained her, preventing the groping and fondling from ceasing. Occasionally as a boy pinched her nipple or roughly held her bosom in their hand she would squeak or yelp, some boys only being more encouraged by this and getting more handsy.
Burying her head in Mr. Liam’s shoulder as he led her around, she bote the lewd touching for his benefit, her eyes tightly shut as she responded in soft coos and whimpers or yelps and exclamations depending on their level of roughness.
“Please don’t.” Her girlish pleas to a boy that slapped her tit repeatedly too see it jiggle and bounce while twisting her nipple. Her face and ears were bright red as she peeked out from Mr. Liam’s shoulder. Her male peer had a lewd smile on his face as he stuck her tit again and again. Kei was relieved when Mr. Liam brought her to the next student, yet his instructions soon changed.
“Suck?! Kyaaaa!” Kei flinched hard as the boy’s warm breath hit the flesh of her breast. So much so that as he continued to lap at her tit with her tongue she was thrown off balance, falling into the male student’s lap where he sat at his desk. There she sat frozen, hands pressing on his shoulders with a timid resistance as his suction pulled her small tit out and back as his saliva coated her chest. Her eyes were shut tight as the act was carried out, unable to answer Mr. Liam’s question except for her involuntary moans.
“Huhhhaaaaahhhh... ohhhh mmmmm mmmmm eeh.... haaaaaahhhh....” she carried on like a song as her breast was suckled by the boy.
Burying her head in Mr. Liam’s shoulder as he led her around, she bote the lewd touching for his benefit, her eyes tightly shut as she responded in soft coos and whimpers or yelps and exclamations depending on their level of roughness.
“Please don’t.” Her girlish pleas to a boy that slapped her tit repeatedly too see it jiggle and bounce while twisting her nipple. Her face and ears were bright red as she peeked out from Mr. Liam’s shoulder. Her male peer had a lewd smile on his face as he stuck her tit again and again. Kei was relieved when Mr. Liam brought her to the next student, yet his instructions soon changed.
“Suck?! Kyaaaa!” Kei flinched hard as the boy’s warm breath hit the flesh of her breast. So much so that as he continued to lap at her tit with her tongue she was thrown off balance, falling into the male student’s lap where he sat at his desk. There she sat frozen, hands pressing on his shoulders with a timid resistance as his suction pulled her small tit out and back as his saliva coated her chest. Her eyes were shut tight as the act was carried out, unable to answer Mr. Liam’s question except for her involuntary moans.
“Huhhhaaaaahhhh... ohhhh mmmmm mmmmm eeh.... haaaaaahhhh....” she carried on like a song as her breast was suckled by the boy.