Keep going with Ms Dil
From Create Your Own Story
“Oh dear,” Ms. Dil looks at the mess both of you made on the floor. “Look what we’ve done.”
You look at the pool on the floor and say, “a masterpiece. Let’s make another one.”
You lean towards the History teacher and slip back your hand to the heavenly place of where it once was and tucked your fingers in deep into her drenched pussy. In compliance, Ms. Dil does the same, running her fingers lightly over your thigh, then up to the folds of your pussy, while enjoying the small, cute shriek you let out when her fingers had settled.
This goes on for a while until lunch period ends. Ms. Dil removes her fingers from your pussy and holds them up to your forehead, using her sticky fingers to write something on you, a teacher giving you your grade. Her fingers circle around your face and end up meeting with the slipperiness of your tongue that licked them clean.
“A plus?” you teased your new favorite teacher.
“Maybe. We might have to try again next time,” says the teacher, who was looking for something to mop up the new ocean of wetness both of you made.
You wave goodbye as you clean yourself up and get ready for your next class.
