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St. Monica's School For Girls

************ Disclaimer!!! Before you start reading this book.... THIS BOOK CONTAINS EXTREMELY EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT OF THE MOST GRAPHIC NATURE. I'm a degenerate, so this book was made for degenerates. If you fancy content that know no sexual bounds, sex between two females, then read at your own discretion. The book is pretty much depraved, with a dark tone, some might find it offensive even. If you are underage or unwilling to experience depictions of Yuri, hardcore sex, fetish behaviours, and unrestrained carnal perversions in lurid detail - DO NOT READ THIS BOOK. You have been warned - continuing past this point confirms you are an adult clearly consenting to subjecting yourself to material that does not shy away from portraying sexuality and deviance in its most profane, boundary-pushing extremes. If you nevertheless choose to proceed and find yourself offended or disturbed, DO NOT BLAME THE AUTHOR. This is your final advisory.  18+ ONLY. Moving on... No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any more or by any mass electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise without prior written permission of the author. Please, Take Note: This is a book of fiction. All characters, names, places, incidents and behavior are from the author's imagination, used with no intentions of hurting anyone; Any resemblance to any actual living thing or dead is mainly by coincidence and I sincerely apologise. Read on!!

Golden_Essence · LGBT+
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117 Chs
#R18
#DARK
#SLICEOFLIFE
#CAMPUS
#SMUT
#YURI
#YAOI
#TWISTED

Love Juice, Nasty Jenna.

Trisha looked down at the blubbering teacher and mocked her for crying. The class giggled at her taunts and a few joined in on their own.

"Cry teacher, cry," one student said in a whiny sarcastic tone.

"Baby, baby, baby," another sang.

"What a pussy," chided yet another.

The language shocked Jenna and she felt even worse and cried even harder. Trisha reached down with her free hand and stuck it down the teachers' blouse and groped and kneaded her breast.

Jenna, tears rolling down her cheeks, sat motionless as the young teen massaged her breast while the class looked on. Things were getting worse by the second. Here she was a new teacher with her new class during the first period of the second day and she was allowing herself to be molested by a student while the class watched. The whole thing was her fault. She'd let things progress this far and now she couldn't stop it.