She turned around and saw the murderous eyes of her mother. Ms harrison called over to becky and told her to get on with her work, but she was to rapt by her pleasure to notice. Indian Sex “becky, what to you think you are doing this is my lesson” he said. Becky was nervous, he slowly started rubbing it then he picked becky up by her hair and through her on the floor. Becky new what she meant.
When Becky got in the car, her mother forced her head down on to her own vagina “you will fucking lick my pussy all the way to school you dirty whore” becky accepted her fait. She was hot and everyone thought so. Ms harrison slammed her hands on the desk becky shit her self pushing the pencil to far into her very quickly, she let out a loud scream.
Ms Harrison was confused she looked down and saw the puddle of juices on the floor not realising what it was she sent her out, ms Harrison wiped it up then recognising that familiar smell she realised this was a matter beyond her control.
