Teacher shows her how to do it

Looking back over her shoulder Cindy grinned playfully at her teacher, even as he continued to rub his hands over her bruised buttocks. "I'm not sure I know what you want me to do with it. How about a little guidance, teacher?"

Cindy jumped was Mr Powell slammed his hand down on her ass again. "A little impertinent today, aren't we?" The teacher asked with a devilish grin of his own spreading across his face. "But I suppose the only way you'll learn is if I show you the way." He finished with a overly theatrical resigned sigh.

Dropping to his knees behind the student Mr Powell pressed his hands against her sore buttcheeks, spreading them apart. Cindy's pussy was already damp, beads of moisture gathering on her swollen and puffy lips, and her clit almost seemed to be throbbing with anticipation.

Not wasting any time Mr Powell leant forwards, pressing his mouth to the young girl's moist cunt, his tongue working its way quickly inside as he began to lap up her sweet juices. Cindy's own mouth fell open, a breathless sigh escaping her lips as she gripped the desk with both hands and felt the waves of pleasure boiling inside her.