<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/03/Innocenza1mug.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">Location: Drama room</span></div></div>Such naughty girls, going against her instruction- but then, Ms. Castellesi didn't abide very well by her rule, either. Her fingers glided quicker along Miyoko's shaft with the help of the girl's own fluids, bringing her hand to a tapered close with each slip over the marble-hard head. There was an all-consuming need to make the pink-haired girl lose control all over Harriet's blindfolded face. She needed to exert control.<br/><br/>The fingers of her other hand crawled delicately up Miyoko's throat, and with her nose she nudged the student's hair aside to nip at the back of her neck, a light pinch of teeth on the skin. Her honey-blonde hair tumbled in silky waves down her student's shoulders, stiflingly hot like a fur jacket in the summer, and filling Miyoko's senses with the rich perfume of her salon treatment.<br/><br/>"Look at how much O wants it." More and more Innocenza's hips were cupping and supporting those of her student, lifting her to her toes, and the thick curves of her beasts swelling into shape was explicit against Miyoko's backside. "She is the perfect submissive. Her whole being is defined by whether or not you cum. Give her that warm reassurance, Miyoko. Lose yourself in your character."<br/><br/>Her fingers retreated from the girl's throat to thumb a number on her cellphone, virgin white, slim and trendy. She didn't stop stroking Miyoko's cock as she held the phone to her ear, and did nothing to hide the moans of the girls from the listener on the other end. "Hello darling, it's Bianca. We're going to need a cleanup in the drama room. Mhm. Well, you know how it is when the creative juices start flowing."