Molester teacher’s prey – 1
<DATE: Saturday, July 14, 2013>
Heavy rain that prevents the arrival of summer vacation.
Embraced by the air in a damp room, I and Maki were watching “last night” and “first punishment”.
<● DATE: 2013_7_13_19: 50>
In a pitch-black classroom.
Maki was sitting in the front row of an empty classroom, staring at her desk.
The camera takes a close look at Maki’s body from bottom to top-from ankle to chest.
The appearance of sadly wiping the lips licked by Keisuke with the back of his hand was impressive.
“Then, is there anyone who can answer the exercises here? 』\
Biku-and Maki’s body had reacted.
After hesitating once, I managed to raise my hand overhead.
“Oh, swamp fog. Come out in front of me ”
“Yes……”
A single indigo flower blooms in a false class scene.
The wrinkles on the clean blouse were created by being hugged by Dr. Suzuki earlier.
An intense hug by that ugly, huge, mass of laziness.
When Maki stood up, she glanced back at “here” and … moved forward as if she had given up.
“Satsuki is about to go see Kazuya-kun’s sleeping face.”
“Oh. Have it your way. I’m watching this erotic farce ”
“……Yup. ………… ”
The conversation that I hear from the LCD display in my room at a loud volume is by senior Satsuki and Keisuke. You can see that it was spoken near the camera.
The footsteps of senior Satsuki go away.
Keisuke started assembling the tripod while complaining “arms” and seemed to fix his smartphone “to show me”.
“…”
Maki who stops just before the podium
Mr. Suzuki looks into it all the time.
I don’t feel like I was done.
Maki, a girl, has been killed, so … I think it’s even more unpleasant.
“What happened? Come up? 』\
“… Exercise, not written on the blackboard”
“Well, I see. I’m sorry, it’s a teacher’s mistake. Hmm, what should I do? ”
Mr. Suzuki clapping his hands after looking at the blank blackboard with a grin.
“That’s it. Let’s start with self-introduction. Numagiri, write down your name and profile on the board. It’s the usual cute round letters. Baboon. The teacher’s instructions are absolute, right? 』\
“…………Yes”
Maki takes a step when she has a reason to go up to the podium.
A light footstep echoed in the quiet classroom, followed by a dry sound of chalk hitting the blackboard.
“Hmm … Hmm …”
The “black color” smartphone has moved and the viewpoint has changed.
From the side of the podium, Maki reaching for the top of the blackboard is reflected.
Needless to say, the “big breasts” aren’t shaking.
It is pressed against the blackboard and changes its shape into a vertical ellipse.
“Huh … hah ………”
Maki, who is small in height, obeyed the “command” and wrote down her name first.
It’s not clearly visible from the side, but it was probably the usual cute character.
“Ku, u ………… n ……”
Next, add the school name and grade that you know.
Perhaps I was tired of stretching my back, my stretched right arm was quivering.
“Ah … oh … huh … huh … ku …”
“Maki Numagiri”-.
“XX school first grade affiliation”-.
When I wrote that far, I dropped the choke.
“……Ah. …… I’m sorry … Hmm … ”
While muttering an apology that was not addressed to anyone, he picked it up and faced the blackboard again.
“Well … well, do you write that …? 』\
Maki’s quivering voice. However, he lifts his heels and the dry sound of chalk echoes.
–Therefore, I finally decided to stop “escape”.
His cheeks were patted by the cold hands of the “real Maki” next door, and he courageously “looked straight”.
“Are you looking away from an important place … senior?”
Oh, that’s right.
“-Of course. I have to write as much as my boyfriend’s name. Next time, I’d like you to write down your height. Is it three size after that? Is the “F cup” that is rumored among boys true? Hmm … Swamp fog F cup. I can get the juice out with just that word, right? Hihihi … I’m sorry, I don’t get tired of touching this strange ketsu. ”
“Ah … uh … Teacher … No, … I can’t write properly … because … ”
“Isn’t it going to be a fluffy character when I touch it? That’s fine. ”
“Hmm … Hmm …, Uh, hmm … Ah … Ah ………”
Maki’s ass is being stroked by her dirty hands.
From the top of the school-designated skirt, where dark green and enji are mixed, it is repeated dozens of times.
On the contrary, it is creepy that there is no sign of being rolled up at all.
Maki had no choice but to deposit her weight on the blackboard due to the slight amount of pleasure flowing from her hips, and she moved the chalk while pressing her chest again, desperately writing down what was ordered by her ears.
“Hey … yeah … no ……… I have written……”
Maki turns to Mr. Suzuki to ask the correctness of what is written on the blackboard.
I haven’t raised my eyes. I’m still down.
“How? Say it out. ”
“… Wow, my name is … Maki Numagiri. …… I’m a first-year student belonging to the school ………… ”
“Maki Numagiri”-.
“XX school first grade affiliation”-.
“Hmm … or my boyfriend’s name is Kazuya Mitaki … I started dating this spring … ”
“Yeah. Which one did you confess from? 』\
“… Seniors did …”
“This is rare! I don’t think it’s a herbivorous boy today. Well, I wonder if I was attracted to this anyway. ”
“Boyfriend’s name Kazuya Mitaki”-.
“Hmm …! ?? No … oh …! 』\
Mr. Suzuki’s ugly hands rubbed Maki’s big tits from the front without any hesitation.
Each finger is thick and fat, and the hand is filled with curly hair that grows from the wrist.
Maki unintentionally stepped back.
“Please let go … No matter how much … punishment … “teacher” is a “teacher” … like this …
“Do you know. If you touch the taptapu boobs of the swamp fog and get fired, I’m hoping for it. ”
“Huh … oh …! 』\
“Baboon”
–group!
After smiling vulgarly, he hits the blackboard powerfully to intimidate Maki.
“Is there a missing answer? What? 』\
“Wow … Karimase … Hmm ………”
“Oh, this is this. It’s the teacher’s nature that makes students “excited” when they don’t understand with a troubled face. ”
Mr. Suzuki taps Maki’s breast from the side with a flat hand.
Petit Petit–, Yusatsu–.
Maki, whose chest is finally released, glares at Mr. Suzuki while breathing.
“I wonder if three sizes are enough”
“… Ku, tsu”
“I haven’t measured it, so I’m not sure. I heard from Yokotani that it was measured at the hotel the other day. If this is me directly-fuhi, fuhihi …! 』\
“Huh … huh … huh … huh … huh … hhh … hhh … u”
While showing disgust at Mr. Suzuki’s sigh that is scattered in front of him, he holds the choke.
When I confront the blackboard again, I do not stretch my back, just stretch my arms and draw additional letters.
“……………………………………”
There, Maki, who sits next to me, came to me as if she had talked about something.
When I asked, “What’s wrong?”, He smiled happily for some reason.
“… I’m sure it’s distorted, but because of the” difficulty “, I feel that the time with Kazuya-senpai … warmth is important.”
“… Yeah. I’m happiest when I’m with Maki.”
“… Thank you …. So I’m after this.”
I hear the sound of rain from the outside, but I don’t mind it at all.
A liquid crystal display that shows videos output from a “black color” smartphone that glows in my dark room. Among them, “Maki being punished” stopped moving her hand holding the chalk.
“Chububu, Butchu …! Ah … ♪ Jururu, Jururu …! 』\
“Uhhh … ♡ Uhhhhh … Ahhhhhhh … ♡”
In the darkness, on the sacred platform.
Maki was covered from behind.
“–While writing the size of my chest, my back hair was scraped off, and Mr. Suzuki’s tongue licked my nape persistently …”
The scene of that street is reflected perfectly.
“Huh … Huh … Chu … ♪ Swamp fog, Swamp fog … Swamp fog …”
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh …
At the same time as I was wondering what was going on, the withered voice of Maki next door explained.
“–I was grabbed by my breasts from behind, and on the butt that was being touched earlier, that of Mr. Suzuki over my pants …………”
Suzuki sensei’s waist that goes up and down slightly.
The men’s slacks couldn’t control the fat-filled butt, and it was stretched over the bread.
Indigo-colored hair lags behind its movement.
Nuchu Nuchu and a thick tongue that crawls on Maki’s nape.
The stinking saliva that you want to smear.
The chest, which is being rubbed by people other than me, is sadly changing its shape.
“I like it … Swamp fog … ♪ I love you … What …? 』\
Still, “Maki” finishes writing by moving her hand weakly.
As soon as I achieved the order, my body was weakened at once.
“Hmm … ah … hah … ♡”
Mr. Suzuki hugs the place where he collapses from his head to the ground.
Maki was hugged in her abdomen and was in a light forward bending position.
“Is it so comfortable?”
“Senior Kazuya …”
“Hmm … I’m sorry. I heard something strange.”
“No … That’s …”
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Maki clings to the rail on which the chalk on the blackboard is placed with her white hands, and is hungry for the smell of her back.
Mr. Suzuki moves the position of the hand that touches Maki’s body every few seconds.
Now, while supporting Maki’s left breast and abdomen, she leaned back and crouched, and … rubbed her face against Maki’s waist. The bald head is shaken from side to side. Guriguri–and.
“Huh ♪ Hmm … ♪ Hmm … ♪”
“Hah … Ah … ♡ Hmm … Ia … Ngu … Uh, hmm … ♡”
The real Maki’s hand gently touching my left chest.
Feeling something, looking down happily and frowning sadly.
Then I patted the red marks on my neck with my delicate fingertips and stared at me.
“The fear of breaking the rules, the anxiety of being separated from Kazuya-senpai … an unrealistic and very naughty situation … I don’t really like it … Mr. Suzuki ….. But I, I really felt it. ”
“Yes, is that … Maki-was the” punishment “received by Keisuke … happy?”
“……wrong”
A moment, the “bad smell” that Maki on the screen would have hit my nostrils.
“Mr. Suzuki’s stench that remains in Maki now”.
That was conveyed by the flirty act of a light kiss on my cheek.
“Nuu, Chuu–”
And was added.
“I felt it because it was for my seniors,” he said.
While watching Maki’s apologetic smile, the following command was given in the video.
================ Author Note ================
Maki, who hates the teacher’s stinky breath, wanted to write …
I hope you feel pain in your chest and crotch.
I would like to advise you early, but the next light violence scene and the next fine violence scene, so please escape if you are not good at it. If you like it, please wait.
After overcoming that, I plan to reduce such scenes as much as possible.
================ Footnotes ================
“–While writing the size of my chest, my back hair was scraped off, and Mr. Suzuki’s tongue licked my nape persistently …”
tongue
Bello
Netoru C&P-MTL 