Melissa treats Nastya with beer

Nastya looked around with fear . The corridor, which seemed empty, was suddenly filled with sounds that she had not noticed before. Somewhere at the end, a door was ajar, voices and quiet laughter could be heard from there. The young teacher broke into a cold sweat at the thought that one of the students would see her. What if the college management finds out?

• Melissa! - Nastya knocked on the door, - Melissa, open it!

There was no reaction outside the door, but a light bulb flashed above the elevator door - someone was going upstairs. Nastya was shaking, tears appeared in her eyes.

• Melissa, - she sobbed, - please, please, please! I'll do anything, I swear I'll be obedient. Just open it, - she looked around . There, the half-open door stirred, the voices became louder - someone was about to come out.

• Melissaaaaa! - Nastya whined, clinging to the door. Behind her, she heard a knock in the elevator, he stopped on her floor. At that moment, the door to the room was flung open. Nastya rushed inside and, of course, did not notice the footboard. She fell and at that moment felt the heaviness that gave her to the floor - it was Melissa who put her foot on her back, transferring the weight of her body to her.

“You are nobody,” Melissa said softly but convincingly, “you are a white bitch, a worthless hole that flows when she is treated like a whore. Forget that you are a teacher, that you are a foreigner, that you are generally a person - you are my thing, a sex toy with which I can do whatever I want and whenever I want. Is it clear?

Naked Nastya writhed under her black foot like a crushed worm. She was crying in humiliation and shame, realizing that Melissa was right - even now she was leaking between her legs.

"I'm asking, do you understand everything?" Melissa repeated, pressing harder.

-Yeah, - moaned Nastya, - I'm your bitch!

• Remember this! - Melissa removed her leg from Nastya's back, - undress me!

Crouching at Melissa's feet, Nastya obediently unlaced and pulled off her sneakers, took off her socks. Having finished with this, she hesitated a little and immediately received a slight slap of a black foot in the face.

• You are so stupid that you need to explain what to do every time? - Melissa chuckled, sitting down on a chair, - finally get down to business!

Nastya meekly leaned over and began to lick the girl's legs. The new humiliation aroused her - she licked with increasing zeal, running her tongue from the heel to the popliteal cavity, licking off drops of sweat, wrapping her lips around each finger and sucking like a small cock. Melissa smiled contentedly, looking at the white whore crawling at her feet.

• Roll over! - the black woman commanded and Nastya obediently lay on her back. Melissa immediately placed her foot on her face and slipped her hand under her shorts. Nastya, with impulsive greed, sobbing from feelings overflowing her, licked the sole of Melissa, while her hands had already slid to the vagina, which was languishing with lust.

• Bitch, I didn't let you do that! - shouted Melissa, - although ... you know, I'm kind today. You will caress yourself, but not here - everyone should see such a beautiful body. Get on the windowsill and caress yourself until I get bored.

On stiff legs, Nastya went to the window sill and clumsily climbed up. Opposite her window was a multi-storey building with many luminous windows, and a sudden fear pierced the girl at the thought that someone might see her naked.

“Spread your legs,” Melissa commanded, “wider!” Now caress yourself - with one hand on your chest, with the other - your hole. And look, give it your all, otherwise it will be worse.

The dirty words that the black girl rewarded Nastya inflamed her more and more, making her feel like a dirty, spoiled girl. At first, uncertainly, and then with great enthusiasm, she fingered her hardened nipples, wagging her hips and buttocks like a stripper. Streams of her secretions flowed onto the windowsill, spreading under Nastya's knees, while she, exhausted from lust, massaged the slippery walls of the vagina with her fingers. Curving with her whole body, she was no longer afraid that someone would see her from the window - now Nastya was excited by the thought of this. Pressing swollen breasts and a heated bosom into the glass, smearing wet stains from her juices on the glass, she herself looked for the audience with her eyes. Lustful moans broke from bitten lips and Nastya already wanted someone to hear her.

Behind her, Melissa's voice was heard, distracted only by sipping beer.

• Your life will now follow different rules. When we are alone, you call me Mistress or Mistress, and you call yourself a “hole”. So you will always say - "My Lady, Hole wants to tell you." You will only call your body with swear words - cunt, boobs, ass. And whatever I do with you, your answer should be like this, "The hole thanks the Lady for ...". I got it?

• The hole thanks the Mistress for science, - Nastya bleated, feeling how, from these words, her cunt betrayed her once again, lowering another portion of moisture.

• Well done, - Melissa praised her, - you learn quickly. Well, in public, of course, you will communicate simply politely. And yes, I'm not forcing you to overestimate my grades - of course, for bad grades I will smack you like a bitch, but if you try to suck up with grades that I did not deserve, you will get twice as much. You go to work and generally leave the house without underwear. Your sex life and your appearance do not belong to you now - now it is up to me to decide. Make spare keys and give them to me. You hear that the key is turning in the lock - you get in doggy-style, back from the door and do not move until I allow you to speak.

Nastya struggled to remember what was said - it became more and more difficult while the young teacher inflamed herself more and more with frank caresses. Her hips trembled convulsively, her breasts pressed against the window glass with such **** that it seemed that it was about to crack. But Nastya no longer realized the danger of such tricks on the eighth floor window - the excitement from the passion for exhibitionism that suddenly opened up in her turned out to be so great that it drowned out even the instinct of self-preservation. She represented dozens, hundreds of lustful eyes directed at her naked tits and shamelessly exposed bosom, and the words of a black girl telling what a dirty bitch she was, aroused Nastya even more. She moved her hips against her own fingers, moaning and arousing as she imagined her naked body breaking out of the cramped concrete cage, flaunting in the night sky. It was madness - the madness of lust, Nastya already felt the glass cracking when she was saved by Melissa's quiet response.

• And yet, now you can not cum except with my permission. Which you should be asking. Well, you don't want to say anything!

• Melissa, let me cum, please!

• Fool! - the black woman shouted irritably, - in your white little head, that no thoughts can hold on? How should I be contacted?

• The hole asks the Mistress to let her cum , - Melissa corrected herself.

“It’s too late,” the black girl grunted, “I don’t allow it. Get down and come to me!

Nastya, still excited, reluctantly jumped off the windowsill and walked over to Melissa. She looked at her mockingly, finished her next can of beer, and tossed it aside.

• On the back, bitch! - she commanded, - head to me!

Nastya obediently carried out the order. At that moment, black legs stood on both sides of her head, and raising her head, she saw a black vagina dripping with juice above her. Drops of Melissa's secretions fell on Melissa's face, falling on her lips, and the Russian girl involuntarily licked her lips.

• I see you are ready, - Melissa laughed, - well, I am too. I promised I'd give you a beer, and I'll keep my word. Albeit in a slightly modified form. Opened her mouth, white slut!

Melissa obediently opened her mouth, which immediately covered by the black vagina. Strong thighs gripped her head and a powerful jet hit her mouth.

“Drink, drink, bitch,” the black woman fidgeted, settling herself comfortably on the face of a Russian girl, “no one will say that I can’t be generous. Oh wow, how good is that!!!

Nastya gurgled and squelched, trying not to **** on Melissa's stream. Beer gave her urine a special taste, intoxicating and finally tearing Nastya's roof off. Not daring to masturbate without permission, the white girl squeezed and unclenched the muscles of the vagina, trying to somehow relieve the itching between her legs. And she even woke up something like disappointment when the stream of "beer urine" finally dried up.

-Come on! - commanded Melissa and Nastya obediently earned her tongue, licking the last drops, sucking on every fold. Melissa, moaning, rotated her hips on her face, pressing her vagina even deeper into Nastya's face, forcing her to inhale the stupefying spicy aroma from a mixture of urine, beer and specific smell. Nastya inhaled with the greed of a **** addict, becoming more and more excited, she enthusiastically licked Melissa's black cunt. She, not looking at her, continued to drink beer, soon rewarding Nastya for her efforts with a new stream of urine.