Good day officer

The curtains were parted as another supremely voluptuous teen sauntered her way out onto the catwalk, moving her feet amongst the puddles of jizz left behind in the wake of Ian’s cumshot, and the first thing which popped up into Ian’s head when he saw the outfit which the pupil was wearing was that it looked like a stripper’s version of a stripper’s version of a police uniform.

Keeping his eyes on the stage, and managing to resist the urge of admiring how his fat cock was smoothly sliding in and out of Jody’s distended asshole, Ian noticed that while the black cap which sat atop Tabitha’s neatly combed strands of black hair was pretty much standard fare, the navy-blue shirt which she was wearing was cut not only to leave her toned arms and stomach completely bare but also to reveal an awful lot of her chest, with the whole centre of the huge pair of spherical orbs being neatly exposed all the way from top to bottom thanks to the fact that the knot holding it together was tied just beneath them, and their undersides being left bare as well due to the tiny state of the cut-down garment.
It could hardly have been part of the Metropolitan Police’s standard uniform.

Apart from the shirt, this particular vixen, whose skin was a deep, rich tone of brown which was so lustrous that Ian thought that she must have applied a good deal of oil to it not that long ago, the black tit-queen up on the catwalk was clad in a pair of glossy black shorts which clung to her like a second skin as they went in a thin line from over her hips down to her pussy, plunging so far at the front that the top of her labia was just barely covered by it.

To complement her tiny top and v-shaped shorts, the slutty siren was wearing a pair of fingerless black gloves with holes cut out of them on the back of her hands and a pair of black boots with stiletto heels at the back and platforms at the front.

To deal with the inescapable fact that her shirt was just too small for a badge to be pinned onto it, Tabitha had used glitter to shape a five-point star on her stomach to match the one on the front of her cap, with her belly serving as its hub.

Having found or made a belt which was actually thin and flexible enough to fit into her shorts, the girl had fitted a loop to it in which she could carry the thick dildo made from glossy, semi-transparent black plastic which served as her version of a truncheon, carrying that on her left hip and a pair of handcuffs on her right.

Tabitha’s face was beautiful enough to compete with the rest of her body for Ian’s admiring attention, her marked and high cheekbones serving to accentuate her big eyes, the blue colour of which went very nicely with her shirt and the pinkness of the lipstick which she had applied to her full, luscious lips.

As Tabitha swaggered towards the end of the catwalk, her face showing no signs of her reacting to what was going on inside the room, Ian reflected on two things; firstly, that the girl whose face he had accidentally blasted with a blob of his jizz still remained on the other side of the curtain, and secondly, that Tabitha’s shirt was so miraculously small that its front failed to provide cover for her small, hard, dark nipples.

“Emma,” Ian began, only to realize that the sound of his voice had no chance of competing with that of Jody achieving another climax in response to his fat prick working her asshole like a well-oiled piston.

“Emma,” Ian tried again a few seconds later, his own voice sounding somewhat strained, quite possibly due to the fact that he was occupying the room along with four gorgeous sluts, one of which he was currently pounding from behind, “write down Tabitha’s grade, it’s the same as for the rest of you.

Standing at the end of the catwalk, Tabitha surveyed the room, her pussy soaking wet as she watched how Jody stood on her hands and knees, her massive breasts thrusting out towards the floor and her mouth hanging open as she sent the ceiling a cross-eyed stare, how Lexxxi was lying on her back right next to Jody and their wonderful new teacher, some seeming to worry at all about how the outfit which she had put so much effort into completing having been turned into a cum-drenched mess as she instead put all of the energy that she could muster into pumping three fingers in and out of her glossy slit, and how Emma was sitting on the floor, looking like the teacher’s pet with the clipboard in her hands and enough cum adorning her curvaceous body for her to resemble a Jackson Pollock painting.

“Very nice, Tabitha,” Ian told the black brunette up on stage, although the last half of her name was obscured by another high-pitch wail coming from Jody.

“Thank you, Sir,” Tabitha replied, although she doubted that her big-dicked teacher had been able to hear her.

“Emma,” Ian continued, after having waited for Jody’s orgasmic screams to die down again, the buxom brunette now climaxing so fiercely that her entire body was shaking rather violently, which in turn resulted in Ian’s cock pumping quite a lot of precum into her ass, “don’t call out another name for a while, as I don’t think that I can evaluate any more of you…” and then he was lost for words as he tried to come up with a suitable way of describing the girls at the school.

“Big-titted, cock-crazed sluts, Sir?” Tabitha helpfully suggested.

“Quite,” Ian flashed the new girl a commending smile, noticing that she had now drawn her dildo and was spinning it back and forth with two of her fingers thrust through the noose which was attached to its hilt.

“Tabitha,” Ian began, and then had to halt to listen to Jody’s delirious “Oh fuck me fuck me fuck me Sir!” before continuing to ask the only minx in the room not decorated with ample amounts of his balljuice, “Emma has been a very good, very unselfish girl, would you mind using that to reward her a bit?”

“Oh you mean this, Sir?” Tabitha asked, shaking the dildo in her hand before putting it in her mouth, allowing Ian to see how tight she could lock her lips around the fake cock.

“Well, yes,” Ian gulped, thinking that he would very much like to have Tabitha give his horsecock the same treatment as she was giving the dildo.

Quickly making her way over to Emma, Tabitha got down on her knees next to the blonde and then placed her dildo between Emma’s tits, lubricating the black fuckpole by pumping it up and down through her cum-blasted cleavage a few times.

Happy to finally receive some reward for all her hard work, Emma was soon lying with her back on the floor and her legs pushed together and pointing up into the air as Tabitha brought the dildo onto her sphincter.

It seemed as though someone else would have to help Ian with the clipboard for a while.