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Valentine's Day (ALT)
🕑 Added 2024-01-13 15:11:36 +0000 UTCFuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Miss Tamura tries to keep a straight face as she hurriedly returns to her classroom. She’d hoped to relieve some of her stress in the school bathroom, but aborting her masturbation halfway-through had only made things worse. Not only were the teacher’s clothes feeling even tighter somehow, but she also felt uncomfortably warm and sensitive, especially around her nipples. Even her hair felt almost painfully tight in its usual bun. She was horny, she was late, and she was damn sure that Saeko was just going to push even harder to get her back tomorrow.
The stress level in the teacher’s mind felt overwhelming. Had it ever been this bad before? Miss Tamura really wasn’t sure. At least when she’d had a shitty day in the past, she’d been able to go home to Saeko. Having sex with her ex-girlfriend had been a relief. At least back then, Miss Tamura had been able to look forward to Saeko farting in her face, or taking a fat dump for her to watch. Now…
No! These thoughts were just making things even worse. She… She just needed to get through the rest of the day. Once class was over, Miss Tamura could go home and spend the rest of the day drinking and masturbating. The thought didn’t help much, admittedly. It was barely the start of the afternoon, and Miss Tamura wouldn’t be able to go home for hours and hours…
Oh, screw it. Her class could go fuck themselves. Half of them were dead anyway.
Finally giving up trying to repress her arousal, Miss Tamura walked over to a nearby supply closet and threw it open. Ignoring the bewildered stares of the female students in the hall, the teacher walked into the room and kicked the door closed. Locking it with her faculty key, Miss Tamura grabbed a spare student desk and plopped her ass down on it.
Practically tearing open the zipper of her skirt, the teacher pulled the tight leather down around her knees...
