The afternoon classes were even more arduous.

Tsukishima had to stand behind the podium the entire time, and even had students write on the blackboard for him.

Whenever a student approached to ask a question, she would become so nervous that she would convulse, fearing that the other person would smell something unusual.

After physical education class,

Several sweaty boys came over to ask questions.

The mixed body odor made her stomach ache.

Would anyone in there discover what was hidden under the skirt of their respected teacher?

During the last break of class, Tsukishima hid in the empty classroom and trembled.

Her panties were already soaked and stuck to her skin.

What's even more frightening is that as time goes by, certain fluids are leaking out uncontrollably.

She desperately calculated how long it would take until school was over.

At the same time, I looked forward to the man's inspection with fear.

The clock on the wall pointed to three fifty. Tsukishima Kyoko stood in front of the principal's office, her legs shaking so much that she could hardly stand.

She spent a full ten minutes cleaning up in the bathroom, but she could still feel the sticky sensation between her legs.

What was even more terrifying was that when she tried to stop the overflowing liquid with her fingers, she actually felt a trembling pleasure.

"No...no..."

She pinched herself hard, trying to refocus her dilated pupils.

at last.

At four o'clock, Tsukishima Kyoko left the classroom without even assigning homework and hurried to the guidance office where Lin Yuan was.

But as she got closer, she heard noises coming from the room.

Through the half-open door, she saw Lin Yuan lazily leaning on the back of the chair.

And the new teacher Kagurazaka actually knelt between his legs.

The school principal, Naoko Daimon, hugged her from behind and kneaded the young girl's breasts wantonly.

Tsukishima's nails dug into his palms.

She should have known that in this school, no woman could escape Lin Yuan's clutches.

"Tsukishima-sensei."

Lin Yuan raised his head, his sharp eyes piercing the crack in the door, "Come in."

Tsukishima froze, his hand pushing the door felt like it weighed a thousand pounds.

The lewd atmosphere in the office was overwhelming.

Kagurazaka Yui tried to get up in a panic, but was held down firmly by Naoko Daimon.

"It looks like Tsukishima-sensei completed his mission perfectly."

Lin Yuan smiled and looked at the tight hem of her skirt. "It's not leaking, right?"

Tsukishima lowered his head, the tips of his ears red as blood.

She couldn't imagine what she looked like now.

The scarf was askew, the shirt buttons were misplaced, not to mention the dark mark that was gradually expanding between her legs.

"come over."

Lin Yuan hooked his finger.

"Let me check..."

When Yuedao walked in front of him under supervision, Lin Yuan suddenly reached under her skirt.

Tsukishima gasped, his legs giving way and he fell to his knees.

"stand up."

he ordered.

Tsukishima stood up trembling, his legs shaking like sieves.

When Lin Yuan's fingers lifted the hem of her skirt, she whimpered like a little animal.

"It seems that Mr. Tsukishima didn't take my words seriously."

Lin Yuan sneered and touched his fingertips with a trace of crystal, "So much has been leaked."

Naoko Daimon suggested, "Master, it seems that Tsukishima-sensei needs some...special punishment."

"No, no!"

Tsukishima shook his head frantically, "I tried really hard to hold it tight... but when I walked..."

Lin Yuan suddenly pushed her down on the sofa, and her legs reflexively came together.

This action actually caused the long-accumulated liquid to overflow even more, leaving obvious marks on the light-colored sofa.

"Punishment time."

Lin Yuan slowly unbuckled his belt and said, "Take off your silk scarf and cover your eyes."

Tsukishima did as he was told, and after his vision was taken away, his other senses were infinitely amplified.

She heard the metallic clink of belt buckles and felt the sofa sag under the weight of another person.

When the rough palm touched the inside of her legs, she finally broke down and cried.

"Please... I really can't stand it..."

Lin Yuan leaned over and whispered in her ear: "This is just the beginning."

His breath fanned her earlobe. "Do you know why you were asked to wear them to class?"

Tsukishima shook his head in confusion, his tears soaking his silk scarf.

"Because I want you to remember..." Lin Yuan suddenly pulled away her last shield.

"From now on, your body, your career, and your life are all mine."

As pain and pleasure exploded at the same time, Tsukishima saw countless stars in the darkness.

Her nails dug into the leather of the sofa, and a discordant sound came out of her throat.

Lin Yuan pulled Yui over and said with a smile, "Yui-chan probably doesn't know the purpose of her mouth yet, so let's go with Tsukishima-sensei."

Yui recoiled in fear, but her aunt pushed her towards Tsukishima.

The two female teachers knelt in a mess, one with tear marks on her face and the other with a dazed look in her eyes.

Lin Yuan commanded condescendingly, "You two, come together."

Tsukishima closed his eyes and slowly moved closer, tears welling up in his eyes.

She was like the lowest prostitute, with a colleague she had just met...

But soon, the two of them got involved.

As the smell intensified, the shame she felt just now disappeared from her obedience to Lin Yuan.

The original restraint was replaced by flattery.

Both of them wanted to make Lin Yuan happier, and the two small lilac tongues began to compete with each other, both wanting to seize the high ground first.

But this made Lin Yuan suffer. He immediately stopped the two of them: "Don't just siege one place, you bitches."

Naoko held her niece's shoulders from behind and supported Yui's head. Her violet hair fell beside her red ears.

"Master likes to take turns... Yui-chan, you must learn well..."

Tsukishima's wet eyelashes trembled slightly, and he leaned forward first.

She was already familiar with the rhythm, and her tongue circled the notes as precisely as a red pen used to correct homework.

Yui was staring blankly at the senior teacher's professional service, when she was suddenly grabbed by the back of the neck by her aunt and pressed down.

"Ugh...!"

Yui's nose hit Lin Yuan's abdominal muscles, and the salty and fishy smell filled her nostrils.

The gurgling feeling in her throat made her raise her head and spit it out immediately.

Tsukishima, however, took advantage of the situation to gain an advantageous position, a whimper of victory emanating from his throat.

When she noticed Lin Yuan's sudden heartbeat, Tsukishima Kyoko tried to tighten her throat.

Try to take it all for yourself.

Unfortunately, she overestimated herself and underestimated Lin Yuan.

The amount of anime is not exaggerated.

After all, the most obvious animal expression of volume in anime is spraying from the mouth and nose.

Even if most of it has already gone down the throat.

But one third still overflowed.

"You're so greedy, Tsukishima-sensei..."

Naoko Daimon turned her face and used the tip of her tongue to roll the excess residue at the corner of her mouth into her mouth.

At the same time, Yui, who didn't get any benefit at all, was asked to come over.

"Yui-chan, Master's essence... can moisturize your skin..."

Naoko Daimon chuckled softly, her fingertips gently scraping across Yui's chin, smearing the residue on her flushed cheeks.

"Look, isn't Tsukishima-sensei's skin getting brighter and brighter?"

Yui closed her eyes and let her aunt push the sticky liquid over her skin.

Perhaps it was a psychological effect, but she really felt that Tsukishima Kyoko's face looked a little redder and brighter.

"Master...Tsukishima-sensei has already gotten it once..."

Yui suddenly mustered up the courage to say to Lin Yuan, "Master... Master... Next time, it's my turn..."

Upon hearing this, Tsukishima Kyoko immediately looked up, with crystal silver threads hanging at the corners of her lips.

She hugged Lin Yuan's legs like a cat protecting its food: "You clearly... uh... have already eaten me secretly many times..."

Her fingertips unconsciously dug into the man's trouser legs, "This is only my second time... I should..."

"Ah."

Naoko Daimon suddenly ripped open the front of her shirt, revealing her mature body under her lace bra.

"Master, these two girls don't understand at all..."

"let me……"

The belt suddenly snapped in the air, and the three people who were fighting froze at the same time.

Lin Yuan lifted Tsukishima Kyouko's chin with a belt and poked her swollen lips with the other end: "You are all teachers, you should understand first come first served."

Finally, he pulled Naoko onto his lap and said, "And the principal... needs to learn how to queue as well."

……

Then it continued for another four hours.

Until the whole school fell into silence,

The four of them collapsed exhausted on the messy desk.

Moonlight filtered through the blinds, casting mottled streaks across Yui's bruised knees and Tsukishima's swollen wrists.

Yui regained consciousness first.

Glancing at the turbid liquid slowly seeping out from between my legs, I felt dizzy.

She found that she had lost the feeling in her legs and wondered if she would be able to walk tomorrow.

Tsukishima curled up in the corner of the sofa, his shirt already wrinkled beyond recognition.

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