Evening fantasies and wild dreams

Actually, Ms. Fischer was a role model of prudry and bigotry, but this evening she did coulld let go of the images in her head.

Images that had loomed there since the conversation with the trio of girls, no matter how much Ms. Fischer liked it or not ...

Mandy dressed provocatively, and that was not difficult to imagine because even in class the blonde had already worn things that were somehow "cheap" yes "slutty" by Gretchen Fischer's standards ... but as she as a teacher was obliged to be neutral and she had set it in her head not to interfere too much in the private things of her students ... well, in her head were now these images:

Mandy's young body in an ultra-tight leather skirt, knee-high boots with ... what did you call them again? Oh yes, stiletto heels!

Mandy was also known at the school as a girl who had already done it with some older boys from college, "Stadtmatraze" that had even reached Ms. Fischer 's ears, even the inhibited Gretchen Fischer could only imagine too well that it was from there only a small step to prostitute oneself. Her conservative upbringing was even more conducive to the thought, had she not been taught at that age that if she did not behave properly then it would be an inevitable consequence that she slipped into shady circles like Mandy now?

In the unchaste thoughts of Ms. Fischer, the story continued by her pimp Dragan drove dress to kill Mandy to a customer in his sports car.

This guy probably more than twice as old as the schoolgirl eyed them with a wolfish grin ...

Meanwhile, Ms. Fischer was one hand in her panties, the clothes were scattered all over the bedroom, on her bed and frenetically moved her fingers ...

She had bravely fought against running back and forth in her apartment. Had even toyed with the idea of ​​kicking her head free with a few laps in the swimming pool, but ultimately didn't dare to do so because at this point her nipples were already poking through her bra ...

No, after all, the uptight Ms. Fischer had **** herself to allow nature to take her right, and so she was almost naked, except for her underwear, and landed on her bed and began to do it to herself with the images in her head.

It took a long time for Gretchen Fischer to climax, but the orgasm she experienced was enormous. With a touch of guilty conscience but mightily satisfied, she fell asleep and ...

dreamed again of the things that haunted her mind since the break supervision:

Mandy as a hooker, Dragan her pimp, Mandy's customers who crave "fresh meat" ...

And then suddenly the dreams became even stranger than their daytime fantasies ...

Because the lustful old guys, that she had fantasized about during the day became couples who booked Mandy in all possible and impossible ways for their kinky sex games ...

In a restless sleep, Ms. Fischer tossed and turned in her bed linen

Because now she was dreaming of a particularly sly couple:

It started with the blond woman of the couple opening the door of the couples apartment to Dragan and Mandy. The sleeky 30-year-old only wore her panties, pumps and a wide-open blouse under which the two could see that her ample breasts were naked and bare.

Dragan said something like: "Here is the young lady who has been ordered, I wish you both a lot of fun with her ..." and wanted to turn to go when the blonde invited him with a fucking look and a promising smile to stay....

Mandy just smiled at her pimp and her customer.

Then the three went into the living room where the male part of the customers couple was waiting for them. Legs apart only in his jeans with bare upper body, he looked lustfully at Mandy and his girlfriend, Dragan's presence didn't seem to bother him. Which was probably due to the large bulge in his tight pants.

His wicked girlfriend crawled to him on the sofa while Dragan and Mandy stayed in the middle of the room. Meanwhile, the blonde whispered something in the ear of her macho guy who was sitting there and he went to Mandy and Dragan and ...