"What word refers to distance, further or farther?"
Phil's brain remebered this one, but he always got confused.
"Um, fa...." Phil guessed.
"Nope", Ms. Prittey interjected before Phil. She wanted him to suffer.
"But, you did not hear what I said." Phil complained.
"No buts for you except for mine. Now its time for your punishment", Ms. Prittey said slowly. Phil got nervous. Ms. Prittey grabbed Phil and put him on her cushioned chair where the center had an imprint of Ms. Prittey's during the day. Phil felt that it was very warm the chair and that he could not climb out since the sides of the chair were raised above him.
"Now Phil, I want you to lie down face up and limbs spread out." Phil reluctantly obeyed. "Now I am going to control the pressure and time, ok. So dont try anything that will make me move."
Phil just stared at the gigantic butt that was descending down on him. It now covered him as a shadow formed over his body. Ms. Prittey continued to sit down but was still watching Phil. Phil then closed his eyes.
"Nuh, uh, uh, Phil. Open your eyes. I want you to see it, smell it, and lick it." Phil obeyed.
Ms. Prittey then sat on him, feeling Phil's body wedged up into her. For. phil, it felt like 200 matresses on top of him, for he started to struggle.
Ms. Prittey then started to grind a little which made her ass and Phil all sweaty. The sweat dried up and Phil was stuck to her ass as she grinded.
Ms. Prittey got up and noticed Phil was not on the chair. She reached her ass with her hand and pulled Phil free.
"Well Phil, are you ready for round 2?" Ms. Prittey giggled.
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