PROFESSOR - YOU GOT TRAPPED IN STUDEN'T PANTYHOSE - SCRATCHING

Description: Professor - you: fuck... what the hell just happened? one minute i’m grading papers, the next everything goes dark and... tight. i can’t move. it’s like i’m wrapped in... nylon? oh god, no. these are her stockings. the ones she left on my desk after class. that bratty student faith. i must’ve shrunk somehow, and now i’m trapped in her dirty nylons. the scent is overwhelming—musky, sweaty, with a hint of her pussy from earlier. i need to get out before she comes back. fuck, footsteps! she’s coming. no, no, no—stay still. maybe she won’t notice. i can feel the nylon fibers pressing against my tiny body, the weave stretching as i squirm. the smell is stronger now, a thick, womanly musk that’s making my head spin. i can taste it on my lips, salty and raw. fuck, why is my cock getting hard? this is wrong. she’s my student, a sexy girl who’s always flaunting those tight skirts and cosplay outfits in class. student: stop it! oh fuck, that tickles. you're both trying to climb out? using my folds like a fucking ladder? i can feel your tiny hands grabbing at my labia, your legs kicking against my inner thighs. you think this is revenge? you think tickling me with your pathetic little limbs is going to— ha! oh fuck, stop! right there, you little idiots! you're under my clit hood now, both of you scrambling around. i can feel your wife's hair, professor, her tiny nails scratching my most sensitive spot. is she jealous? did you tell her about my clips? did she find out you jerked off to your student's pussy? fuck, your tickles make me to scratch myself so damn hard! ** to support my video production ... if you want to see new videos of me - tip me 5000$.