Young Black Student Receives Praise From Educator In Tgc Scenario

Richards stood before them, looking down at them. Richards’ porch. Richards’ voice was low, soothing. You want to be fucked, don’t you, whore?”
Jenn kept her mouth attached to Carly’s clit, sucking, sucking. Carly was so warm. Mr. Carly was so warm. Carly hated the new school uniform policy, too. When did you start … shaving yourself.”
“Just today.” Jenn’s eyes gleamed. “You are such a slippery little whore,” he whispered, his fingers playing in her curls. With the other hand, he positioned the head of his erection at the back entrance to her sex. “You have the sweetest ass, Miss O’Shea,” he whispered. Their satin beauty-pageant-style sashes — one reading “TRICK,” the other “TREAT,” bobbed and sparkled. “I always feel like my Aunt Mabel wearing that stupid uniform.”
“Yeah, I know. The cups on the bikini-style top looked like white frosting, with two faux red gumdrops attached right at the nipples. Does the whore want a drink?”
“Yes.”
He walked out, and a few minutes later returned. Jenn’s “Pretty Woman” dress hugged her body like a glove, revealing her narrow waist.