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Next, I handed out a quick quiz on it, sat down at my desk, and pulled out my phone. Anael appeared as my students worked on the test, the angel naked as always, her body lithe and petite. She sauntered around the classroom, unseen by my students, while I started peeking in at the girls, seeing what they were like, what I could do to improve them and make them happy. It was idle browse, not really learning about them but admiring how they appeared naked on the screen as I browsed through them, getting the highlights. Babette had puffy, pink nipples topping her small breasts. They were just so cute. Evita turned out to have her right nipple pierced by a gold ring and a tattoo of a blossoming japanese lily on her left breast. What a naughty thing to find on a Christian girl. Nikkole, it turned out, had a shaved pussy, her slit tight. Anael paused by Nikkole as I browsed the cheerleader. I wasn't surprised to learn Nikkole had lost her virginity already. She was fucking not only Matthew, but two other members of the football team, though none of them knew it. I shook my head at that. “Mmm, she asian is a bit of a slut,” Anael purred. “She could be your slut.” I paused time by tapping a button on the screen and asked, “What?” “Nikkole,” Anael said. “You're in her profile. Just make a few tweaks. She could be your little cheerleader slut. Don't tell me you've never thought of enjoying this.” The air rippled about Anael and clothing appeared on her tits naked body. None of my students could see her, or touch her. The gray and purple uniform of a Rainier College cheerleader. The pleated skirt fell down her rump, alternating bands of purple and gray. It was shorter than ones the college's actual cheerleaders wore. She amateur turned, the sleeveless top molded to her torso, outlining her small breasts. The school's angel mascot had her wings spread wide over those titties, though it was missing the usual white toga and instead was naked. It was Anael. “You've never wanted to enjoy those cheerleaders,” Anael asked as she turned again, letting me appreciate every bit of her. She wore white, knee-high socks like Courtney was wearing. She bent over Nikkole's desk, almost nuzzling at the time-paused cheerleader's face The short skirt rose, a tantalizing hint of Anael's rump appeared. “I've wanted them,” I said, open to my desires for my students now. “What's your point?” “That you can enjoy them now,” she purred. “I voyeur mean, you haven't edited the mayor and those stuffy city councilmen for a reason. You japan want to have fun with your abilities.” She wiggled her skirt at me, the pleats dancing about her thighs. She ground her hips into my face and tongue. “Yes, you are,” moaned my twin. "I don't shake hands with queers," the owner of the unblinking eyes said. “And then what happens?” Elena grinned back, completely unashamed. Her brother asked as he turned the dial to stop the japan flow. The two of us walked home from school that day…both of us very silent for a change…I walked into Jim’s house and she waved and walked on…only voyeur after taking a long look at me and smiling. She shook her tits left wrist, then her right. Like she's supposed to touch it. After asian I’d covered myself with sunblock I lay down on my back with my legs wide open then reached into my bag, turned the egg up to full blast and waited. She was wearing amateur a thin, skin-tight, shiny black catsuit which molded to every curve of her body. Her flesh massaged my cock, sucking at it. Me. The japanese woman’s tongue grazed my earlobe, Us. I suspected / hoped that Luke’s fucking would be much like the previous nights and was happy that it was, lots of oral on both of us followed by a long slow pussy fuck. Just then I realized something: it was too quiet. Was it really the right thing to do? You can’t leave me here!” People gyrated against each other, some kept modest only by small scraps of material glued to their bodies, others having had their modesty removed, dress straps pulled to the side to unveil breasts as their dance partners touched and squeezed. I noticed Miguel and Diego were always working near the swimming pool each afternoon when I returned from my seminars. She felt pretty irritated as he stopped the movement of his fingers all together. “Fuck baby I’m cumming!” I groans.