Professor Poopypants From Captain Underpants นิยาย & เรื่องราว

6 XAVIER Cameron laughs over the phone. “Come on, Xavier. You have to admit that you love the fucking attention that those young ladies give you.” I scowl as I pull into my parking space. “Girls. Children. Some of those students are under eighteen. I am far from being a fucking creep, Cam. Besides, those girls all look the same. Nothing but a bunch of fake blondes and fake noses.” “Don't forget the fake tits.” Cameron teases.

“Because there are lots of new people in the house. I don’t think they can swim. So a boat is safer.” My hand stopped over the plate. Poppy looked at the three of us, then wrinkled her nose. “Why does everyone have soup face?” I set the plate of yogurt and fruit in front of her. “Nothing. Eat.” “I don’t like it when Mommy says nothing. Usually there’s a lot.” “Usually I also haven’t had breakfast yet.” Poppy picked up her spoon, dipped it into the yogurt, then said with her mouth full of dignity, “Captain Poppy can tell secrets.”

‘oooh prof, you want this pussy, awww”The mockery voice came. My stomach dropped. Phones were raised. Screens shoved in my face. The video. Stark naked, my hands in my pussy, legs spread as I fingered my self, moaning Professor Black’s name. This was the video I sent to him. My legs shook violently. “No… no… no,” I whispered. Laughter erupted. “Pretender!” “Disgusting!” “Fake!” I searched for the SASSY’s desperately. They were there. Glenda met my eyes.

How come I didn't notice this since. "Did you really come to school without any underwear?" I asked out of curiosity. She didn't answer me immediately. She went to her bag and opened it, pulling out her underwear, both pants and bra. "I just wanted to make things easier for you when I pull over my habit." She said to me. This cracked me up, but I had to stop myself from laughing. It was indeed hilarious. I must have let out a chuckle or so because it was indeed very funny.

Within the second of receiving the message, Sophia fired her reply: "OMG!!! That's AMAZING!!! Details, please!" Adeline grinned as her fingers danced over the keyboard. Flooding Adeline's phone with excited responses was Sophia: "Yaaas, tell me everything! What's Prof. Wellesley like up close?" Adeline blushed as she wrote: "He's... intense. Brilliant. And those eyes!" Sophia fired back: "EYES?! Spill, girl! Are you crushing on Prof. Wellesley?" Adeline wavered for a second, her thumbs hovering over the keyboard. Should she spill the beans?

“Put your panties back on before I drag you down to the Dean’s office myself.” A breathy, mocking laugh bubbled up from my chest. I didn’t reach for my lace panties, still sitting crumpled on the floor. Instead, I leaned back in my chair, arching my back slightly to push my chest out, letting my knees fall open. “You won’t drag me anywhere, Professor,” I purred, my voice raspy and thick from the aftershocks still rippling through my belly. “If you wanted to report me, you would’ve done it twenty minutes ago when you saw me getting fucked in the men’s room. But you didn’t, did you? You stood there and watched. Just like you watched me just now.”

The way he moved on him, he looked like someone who enjoyed doing this so much, I kept silent, dazed in thought as I watched them. Suddenly Dave noticed me. “Holy shit,” he pulled back as he struggled to close his trousers, his face looked like as if air had been pulled out of it, pale, his eyes bulged in his sockets, beads of sweat run on his chest,I remained silent. Then quickly, the professor, whose pants were on the ground, revealing his unmatched skin and body, quickly pulled them around him. “ Umm , umm , Dave,” Lucien stammered while he chuckled his smile not reaching his eyes.

He then drinks from his bottle before he turns back to his large-framed subordinate. ”Come back as soon as you can, Nick. I’ll make this a short session.” ”I don’t know about that, boss. She’s kinda like your type. Meaty, big-breasted, long hair…” ”She could be wearing a wig, Nick. And no, after that last horrific session, my professor can walk in here and I wouldn’t even give a rat’s ass.” ”Your professor? Ohhhhh, thaaat hot professor…” Awkward silence…

Professor Williams' eyes followed her every movement. Scarlett stared at the bulge in his pants and then placed her hand over it, rubbing around it in circles, making sure she didn't break eye contact with him. The professor let out a sigh, adjusting his tie and impatiently waiting for her to suck the life out of him, but that wasn't Scarlett's plan. She finally undid his belt and pulled out his sizable cock, which was already hard as a rock and had cum sipping out of it already. Scarlett smirked at him and started to work her hand up and down his whole length, using his cumin as a lubricant.

However, Robby pressed down on the waist of his pants and roared, "You rogue, why do you want to take off my pants? You are a bad person! Are you trying to violate a child? The teacher said that I must not let any adult take off my pants. Get out of here!" "Robby!" "Your name is Robby, right? I'm a doctor. Robby, do you often go to the toilet with your friends? Have you ever seen them pee? Don't you think that there's something different between you and your friends? I have a feeling that you might have consumed something that you shouldn't. Can you please let me have a look? If you ate something wrong, worms will start growing in your stomach!"