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Chapter 3 by SexistAliien SexistAliien

Now, where will we follow Miss Stone?

Just a normal end of day class

“Okay class,” I said, trying to ignore the hard cock pounding my pussy as I spoke, “Please open your textbooks to page 15 and attempt the end of chapter questions. You have until the end of class, and any leftover will be given as homework for tomorrow.”

A groan went up around the class, partly from the sudden homework and partly because at least half of the class were rutting like animals. My user took the chance to grab my hair and pull my head back, displaying my bare, cum-covered tits to the room.

“Enough of that,” I said, aware that the impact of my words was reduced by my addressing the ceiling, “If you don’t want homework, you’d better get writing! I’m sure none of you want to fail to hand it in and be stuck as a bathroom attendant!”

I knew that wasn’t true, of course. Most of the girls would be happy to trade a day of classes for a day as a urinal, and all of the boys would be extremely happy to spend the day ‘attending’ to the girls. I’d be lucky if even half the class ever turned the work in. But what could I do? The school punishments were clear, even if everyone knew they didn’t work.

The boy behind me, although it didn’t feel quite right referring to him as a boy, as I was only four years older than his eighteen, pulled my hair hard enough to bend me backwards as he roared and came inside my sloppy cunt.

“Take it all, bitch!” he cried, sending waves of his sperm to further fill my already stuffed womb, “Have your student’s baby!”

I rolled my eyes, unsurprised. Since joining the school a few months ago, every kid fucking me has disabled my inhibitor. It almost seems like a contest for them, to see who can knock up the hot new teacher first. Like most girls my age I’d already had several children, all put up for adoption of course, and it seemed I was fast on the way to baby number six. Judging by the perpetually pregnant states of the other female teachers, the students would keep me good and knocked up throughout my time here.

“Thank you Zach,” I said as he pulled out of me, allowing a tide of spunk to leak from my cunt and further stain my naked thighs, “Now please return to your seat and attempt the questions.”

Does Zach do as he's told?

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