She moves on after a moment

Mrs. Fletcher shakes her head as she watches Sarah writhing in her seat, fingers buried in her cunt. "Yes, dear? The language what?" she prompts, but it's clear from the dazed look on Sarah's face and the way she's moaning that the girl's lost in her own little world. Mrs. Fletcher sighs. "Anyone else?"

A hand shoots up. It's Taylor, one of the biggest sluts on the cheer squad. The buxom blonde is dressed in a white tank top, her tits threatening to spill out of it. It looks as though she's foregone panties today, opting for nothing but a short pink skirt, and, for the first time ever, she's eager to participate in class.