“Now, the easy ones are over, let's dig into some real history,” I purred. “Which revolt did he suppress with the Army of Italy?” There was silence for a moment, and then Rich shot his hand up. I nodded to him. He blurted out, “It was the 13 Vendémiaire Revolt.” I clapped my hands together in delight. “Well done.” My fingers popped the third button through its eyelet. Only one held my blouse close. They could hairy pussy see the smooth skin of my stomach. “That was wonderful, Rich. Now, how old rough fuck was Napoleon when he began his campaign against Austria?” It was James's turn to shoot up his hand. As he waved it frantically above his head, he said, “He was twenty-six, right?” “You're not certain?” I asked, having some fun toying with him. “No, that's it,” he said, staring at me as I played with that final button. “He was twenty-six.” “Yes, that's right,” I moaned. I popped the last button through its eyelet. I shuddered as my blouse fell open. It exposed my smooth belly and my large breasts constrained in my black hard fuck bra. All the girls were shaking their heads in the back of the japan classroom. I did not care if they disapproved of my amazing way of inspiring my boys. The striptease was perfect. My boys were all so interested. They were all recalling things right that they normally would forget. Oh, God, this was just amazing. I couldn't believe I didn't think of this before. I loved these naughty panties I wore. They were so inspiring. Tingles rippled around my pussy. The heat built and built in my twat as my male students salivated over me. Young men were such horny things. I was so glad I was channeling their lust in an appropriate direction. They would learn so much as they stared at my ample flesh. I couldn't wait to masturbate when I got home. “Now, why did Napoleon invade the Iberian Peninsula?” My son shot his hand up. I smiled, nodding to him. “He, uh, wanted to extend the Continental system that existed in France while simultaneously choking off the British trade route through the Mediterranean they had established by constructing the Suez Canal.” I beamed at japanese him. As I shrugged off my blouse, I said, “You are such an intelligent, young man. I'm so proud of you, Kenneth.” The MILF gripped my thighs as she devoured me. Did she realize she was eating cum out of my pussy? I groaned, spotting the tall, African-American futa. Hazel interrupted. My pussy is dripping wet, and I don't mean japan from pee." With her husband recently deceased, a teenage son to take care of, and hard fuck all the financial troubles, it was a wonder she hadn't fallen apart. “Jack, if it ever happens again, just let Jane here help you. Just as each slave was in place, Cassie walked up to the boys and handed them a probe. Molly leaned down onto her brother as she continued riding his cock. She forgot how much she loved it when he did that and looked at him dazed until japanese the pleasure completely wore off. Leah purred. He was smiling, I could make that out and then it was over. Screw college, as long as I get to screw you and Jean and have your baby!” "Yes you do," he said, "You like that bitch?" I know I was definitely attracted to the teenage girls, and most times I had the bulge in my pants to prove it. Three years? Sujata screamed and covered herself in a blanket. We dumped our prize onto the deck. Part Eighteen: The Rogue's Trust Just as hairy pussy Susan finished explaining to Mary what she wanted, there was a knock at the door. “Mom!” I moaned. And just for presuming you are allowed a drink, you should crawl all the way." Her breathing came fast, her thighs quivering. They didn't want to be seen by anyone but their students. "Good morning, Mrs. Collins. I’ve rough fuck been on the edge for what feels like an eternity. She was clad now only in her black panties and black bra. His girth was at least 3 inches around and was about 8 inches long. “I believe I will have a better view if you kneel, princess,” he said. And they have keen senses. That’s what I was planning to do, anyway, but I heard noises coming from her bedroom. The replacement generals were fumbling around, issuing contradictory orders and frantically waving their swords.