Pluck the flower from her hair

Tangling tongues with your sexy former instructor, green or not, might be fodder for a secret fantasy, but it's hardly the sort of thing you need to be doing when your sister is in danger. You get your hands between you and Miss Meadows and you give her a powerful shove. Her lips part from yours and her green tongue slides from your mouth with a wet smack.

The sex-crazed teacher is not slowed by your resistance. She bites her dark green lower lip and ducks to your chest, lifting your shirt and bra and smothering your bare breasts in kisses. You gasp as she sucks hard on a nipple, pinching the other in her cool fingertips, flicking it, tongue-teasing your tits and slowly moving a hand lower.

As Miss Meadows sucks your nipple and slides her fingers into your shorts, inside your steaming panties, your attention is drawn to the orange flower in her hair. That is the key to her power over you. The fragrance of the flower is seducing you into letting this happen. If you could just reach out and pluck it...your hand moves slowly, as if it doesn't want to comply, and before you can grab the delicate petals Miss Meadows begins kissing down your toned tummy.

You moan as her fingers find your aching cllit and she begins strumming it, expertly, teasing her tongue around your bellybutton, opening your shorts and catching the waist in her teeth. She drags them down your thighs and you watch, helpless, or choosing to do nothing, as her kiss reaches your tender mound. She does not tease you long, her tongue seeks your clit, flicking it aggressively as her fingers slip lower. You are so hot and wet, you move your hips and part your thighs, giving her access, moaning loudly as two cool fingers slip into you. Her lips tighten on your clit and she sucks.

You stroke your breasts, fingers closing on your nipples as you gently rock your hips, fucking against her tongue, rubbing your straining fuckbutton against her mouth. It is so incredible. You do not want to stop. Your orgasm is looming and you want to grind your cunt against your former instructor's eager mouth until you flood her lips with your juices. As you rock her other hand moves to your ass, squeezing your cheek, fingers teasing your crack.

"Oh, yes," you sigh, blurting without thinking, "Finger my ass."

Miss Meadows lifts her mouth from between your thighs long enough to suck two fingers, coating them with sappy saliva. She moves her fingers to your crack, returning her mouth to your cunt as her fingers press between your cheeks. The sappy liquid warms and lubricates your pink pucker. Your muscles relax and her fingers enter your ass.

With your ass being finger-fucked slowly and steadily and your clit battered by the sexy teacher's talented tongue, you glimpse something in her hair, half forgotten. A flower. A...

The fuse of your orgasm is lit at Miss Meadows' tongue, but it burns from your clit to your depths of both stretched, finger-fucked holes and explodes like a crate of dynamite in your depths. Your little asshole and your tight cunny clench and release against her fingers in orgasmic waves You nearly fall forward as your legs go weak. Miss Meadows slurps at your cunt, mouth clamped to your clit, sucking, drinking your heavily flowing juices as you work your hips and squeeze the fingers in your tender holes.

Miss Meadows does not stop sucking as your orgasm subsides. She seems wild to drive you to another, fingers fucking even faster into your cunt and ass, milky eyes looking up at you with her mouth still tight against your mound. But you have a moment of clarity as the pleasure begins to build again. The flower! You have to get the flower out of her leafy hair.