Pity

Eyes still clouded, exhaustion across Grace's face, and a mind that was like mush.

All Grace could let out was a whisper.

"Oh Ms. Please take Pity on him."

Ms. Peach smirked to herself. Oh to be young and in love.

Releasing her grip Grace's face flopped back down onto the table.

Ms. Peach turned her attention back to the class. Pondering, she sat on the edge of the front desk next to Grace, a hand comforting hand rubbing Grace's lower back.

"Gentlemen! You can go. Ladies, I think for putting on such a Lovely Show and Teaching us such a Good Lesson. I think see should give our thanks to Grace and Luke!"

Ms. Peach then leaned over a left a peck on Grace's plump red rear End.

Luke had no idea what was going on. Grace was suffocating him, her full weight crushing him. His Balls were killing him, he wanted this all to end.

Then as if a Angle had come down and saved him, Luke felt the most soothing feeling against his balls. A deep cooling wet sensation, that brought some relief.

Then another one!

And another!

Ms. Peach watch with a big smirk across her face, as all the girls of the class lined up infront of Grace and Luke before leaving the class.

They would bend down, placing a hand on one of Grace cheeks. Gently rubbing it, they felt waves of heat come off the girls thoroughly used ass. Then loving they plucked a kiss on to her ass.

Afterwards, they would go to the knees at careful fondle Luke's package. Seeing his poor red swollen balls, they'd then land a loving kiss on them, or his cage, or his thigh.

"That was incredible Grace."

"Oh, poor Luke."

"You have such a magnificent ass Grace."

"Here let me make you feel better Luke."

Both, Grace and Luke moaned at each kiss, as if thanking the girls for there kindness.

Ms. Peach watched as her work of art slowly completed itself, lip stick marks, after lip stick marks being left on Grace and Luke. The variety of colours, and marks.

It was perfect.