Poor Tanya

First, Mr Grady turned to Mrs Harper. "Better lock the door, Samantha." The redhead teacher quickly followed her colleague's advice.

Mr Grady now stood just in front of poor Tanya. "Okay. I summarize: You are in this sorry states of clothes and... something else. And you claim you are the school's fucktoy. Is it so?"

"Yes," Tanya replied dutifully.

"Hmm. Maybe you come to your senses if you speak it out by yourself, Tanya. Say 'I'm the school's new fucktoy."

"I'm the school's new fucktoy." Her answer came without hesitation.

"Amazing," mused Mr Grady.

"Maybe we're asking the wrong questions," advised Mrs Harper.

"We'll see." Mr Grady looked at the redhead and then back at Tanya. "If you're really the school's new fucktoy, you've got to be ready to do some things. Certain things." He looked at Tanya's eyes. "Look at me, Tanya. Are you really ready?"

This time Tanya didn't bring the words out, but her head moved without command and she nodded.

"Hmm." Mr Grady stepped back and scratched his chin. "In that case: Show me your tits!"

Mrs Harper gasped. "Carter..." But she fell silent when Tanya opened her disheveled shirt just to present her cum-covered tits. "What the hell..."

Mr Grady laughed. "Well, looks like that tramp has already started her new job."

"This is outreageous!" complained Mrs Harper. "This is..."

"... a damned interesting thing, Samantha." Before his colleague started another dicussion, he ordered: "Drop your skirt, Tanya!"

Tanya immediately stood up. With tears in her eyes she dropped her short skirt, revealing her freshly shaven pussy as well as her even fresher cum-strands between her legs.

"Turn around!"

Tanya followed Mr Grady's command and turned around showing her nice round ass to the two teachers.

"Incredible," Mrs Harper gasped, though from anger or admiration wasn't clear.

"Yeah. Definately." Mr Grady started to unbuckle his belt. "Bend forward and support yourself on the chair in front of you, Tanya!"

As Tanya took up the wanted position, Mrs Harper interjected. "What it this, Carter?"

"Well, that tramp over there is the school's new fucktoy. As a teacher I'm a member of this school, right?"

"But she'a a student..."

Mr Grady smirked. "Then I'll better teach her some lessons..."