Titty Bombs - Innocent High - Teamskeet

Being a prankster is something I enjoy doing. Last week, I called in a bomb threat at school thinking it was harmless fun. However, the next day, I was called to the principals office. It turned out that someone had ratted me out! The principal called the cops and asked me to come in for questioning.

I was nervous but I knew I could handle myself. When I arrived at his office, he was serious and upset. He explained that this was a serious offense and could result in severe consequences. I apologized profusely, convincing him that it was just a joke gone too far.

As we continued talking, the discussion turned towards my appearance. He mentioned how nice my chest looked, especially under the circumstances. Flattered, I noticed his eyes lingering around my cleavage area. Taking advantage of the situation, I learned that he was quite susceptible to female charm.

Feeling more confident, I took control of the conversation by slowly unbuttoning my blouse, revealing more and more of my ample bosom. His eyes widened in surprise and anticipation. With each button undone, he became more distracted from the initial confrontation.

Eventually, I leaned forward seductively, thrusting my chest towards him. His grip around the phone conversation with the cops weakened as he became more enamored by my breasts. Realizing he wasn't focusing on the issue at hand anymore, I suggested we explore other ways of handling this situation.

As we continued discussions with the cops over the phone, I slipped my hand into his lap, feeling his pants start to bulge from the excitement. With my other hand, I discreetly unfastened his pants and released his hardening manhood from his trousers. He moaned softly into the phone but seemed to enjoy the attention.

Slowly, I began stroking him, matching my movements with his breathing. His voice became more strained as he tried to maintain his composure over the phone. Meanwhile, my fingers explored every inch of his shaft, teasing him with feathery touches and gentle squeezes.

Finally, unable to contain himself any longer, he thanked me profusely for alleviating some of his stress before hanging up on the cops. We shared a moment of intimacy together as he gasped with pleasure under my skilled hands. In return for not pressing charges against me, I agreed to satisfy his desires in any way possible.

With a satisfied smirk, I tucked myself away and buttoned up my blouse, preparing for what was to come. In that moment, I realized that my large breasts had saved me from serious trouble yet again. As I walked out of the principals office with a newfound respect for their power, I couldn't help but chuckle at my own cunningness.