What happens next? Can Tiffany recover?
No, she can't. Ms.H doesn't allow her too
Tiffany tries to crawl to the ropes, but Ms. H grabs her arm and sat in her front of her before wrapping her legs around Tiffany’s neck and putting her in a Scissor’s hold. Tiffany could only get a little cry before Ms. H slams her pussy onto Tiffany’s face, making her eat it.
“Now why you try to please me as I pleased you. I wonder if this little diddy will get you from a book of sayings.” Ms. H then clears her throat.” Age is an issue of mind over matter. If you don’t mind. It doesn’t matter. Do you know who’s that from?”
Ms. H applies more pressure to Tiffany, making Tiffany lick harder.
“That was from Mark Twain. That meant age is nothing if you have the right mind and I have the right mind to cum. So do it!” Ms. H says before squeezing harder.
Tiffany continues to lick as Ms. H read sayings from her book about respecting the elderly and being older means nothing before finally closing her eyes and given a little sigh as she cums from the sorority girl’s licking.
“Pathetic.” Ms. H says as she gets up, “But that’s what I expect from an amateur who only know how to make people please her instead of pleasing them.”
Ms. H then gets a dunce cap and puts it on Tiffany’s head.
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