Some nice jewlery.
My name is Phil Tiny
chapter 6
by
copier
· original author:
somethingelse
"hmm..." she said than giggled to herself.
"You'll make a lovely piece of jewelery i believe," she said teasingly.
You feel her lift up and hear another giggle and you feel strands of her hair rub by your body.You could feel the blonde strands rubbing you all over.
"Mmmm, you would make a cute earring, but your just a little to big..." she said cinsidering her options, "Ohhh,(holding back giggles) i know!"
You felt yourself lowered onto the ground and she tod you not to move, "It's dark in here and a big eacher like me might accidentally step on you."
Soon after you felt yourself lifted up high and then slowly lowered.By now you eyes had adjusted to the darkness somewhat and you could see the beautiful face of ms. prittey as she placed the string holding you around her neck. and let it lower down so you hang just into her cleavage.
"I have to keep you under my blouse because your becoming to much of a distration for the girls in the class," she said like you could help it.
she buttoned back up her blouse and headed back out into the class slamming the closet door behind to snap all of the eager girls out of tehre whispering and giggling fits.
Being in the shirt of you late twenties, drop-dead gorgeous teacher may not sound liek a punishment, but hanging by your wrists from a string kills your arms.
"You'll make a lovely piece of jewelery i believe," she said teasingly.
You feel her lift up and hear another giggle and you feel strands of her hair rub by your body.You could feel the blonde strands rubbing you all over.
"Mmmm, you would make a cute earring, but your just a little to big..." she said cinsidering her options, "Ohhh,(holding back giggles) i know!"
You felt yourself lowered onto the ground and she tod you not to move, "It's dark in here and a big eacher like me might accidentally step on you."
Soon after you felt yourself lifted up high and then slowly lowered.By now you eyes had adjusted to the darkness somewhat and you could see the beautiful face of ms. prittey as she placed the string holding you around her neck. and let it lower down so you hang just into her cleavage.
"I have to keep you under my blouse because your becoming to much of a distration for the girls in the class," she said like you could help it.
she buttoned back up her blouse and headed back out into the class slamming the closet door behind to snap all of the eager girls out of tehre whispering and giggling fits.
Being in the shirt of you late twenties, drop-dead gorgeous teacher may not sound liek a punishment, but hanging by your wrists from a string kills your arms.
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