Trust Your Teacher

My summer school teacher Mr. S let me wait in his classroom for my Mommy to pick me up. It was so weird though because all of a sudden he told me to lock the door quick! Then we had to turn off all the lights because he got a report that there were criminals in our school. OH NO! I was so scared. I even sort of started shaking, but don’t tell. But Mr. S was so smart. He knew all the right adult things to do. He said to go into the dark closet with him and take off all my clothes. If he laid on top of me, he could use his body as a human shield to protect me from the criminals.

But he needed my skin against his skin because clothes would make noise the criminals could hear. Then we took off all of our clothes and he said he needed to lick my little cunny or else I would get…some grown-up word called “hysterical,” I think. I didn’t hear any criminals so I started to say that, but then Mr. S told me he was getting really hot. The only way to cool him down and save his life was to take his temperature! Turns out, he had a temperature stick right between his legs. WOW! I wish I had one of those. Mr. S said he was going to put it right inside of my little hairless cunny because it’d save him. Then he had to put it in my mouth and my poo-poo hole, too. Some sort of weird white stuff started cumming out of his temperature stick, and I think I saved him! 

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