The twins circle the Poole

Mr. Poole enters the door looking just how you remember him… a little beta boi. She’ll make a sexy sissy though, they all do. You guide him to his seat flashing your ass gratuitously.

“Well Mr. Poole let me cut right to the chase, both Trista and Kristen tell me you’ve been fucking them.” You watch him swallow guiltily and any doubt you had is gone. You push on “I must say I am very concerned by this news. I may have to fail them both.” His blank look makes it clear he doesn’t understand. Sigh they never do! “Well Mr. Poole you see I have been teaching my students to be perfect little breeders. You have two sissies under your roof and neither of them has been able to tempt you into fucking her raw. That’s despite you fucking them regularly. I’m afraid they may be hopeless.” He still doesn’t get it.

His sissies are about to fail your class and it’s like he doesn’t even care! “I want all of my students to succeed, so I’m giving Trista and Kirsten one last chance to get back on track.” You casually toss their cages on the desk and glance at him meaningfully. Then you call them in. The twins walk through the door hand in hand wearing only pink and black bras with crotch-less panties. His expression is priceless, such undisguised avarice. “Now girls you’ve been letting Mr. Poole here drink the milk without buying the cow and it’s time for him to pay. If you don’t infect him tonight, I’ll have you both expelled.” They knew why they were here, you had to take their cages off and everything, but you added the threat of expulsion in the heat of the moment. You’re allowed to be dramatic sometimes! Now all three of them are looking at you.

You walk around your desk and lift Bob Poole out of the chair with a finger under his chin. You sit and ease him onto your lap. You grab his soft crotch and grind your hard on against his ass. “Alright girls help him get in the mood.” They think for a minute before Trista whispers something to Kristen, they both smile and saunter over. Their lips brush softly as they begin to kiss. Chaste pecks quickly develop into deep tongue kissing. You squeeze Bob and he’s starting to chub. Kirsten has quickly taken the leading role as the two make-out. In a sudden outburst she peels their faces apart and pushes Trista towards the chair. Trista catches the armrests on either side of your chair to stop her fall and Kristen is on that ass! She yanks Trista’s panties down to her thighs and looks Bob square in the face “It’s finally my turn to get a piece of this. You always make it sound so good♥!”