My math teacher has been wanting to put his filthy hands on me since grade school. Today the tables are turned and I get to put my hands on him, but not in the way he was hoping for. He will suffer greatly at my hands for the years I had to put up with his leering and disgusting thoughts.

Today he is on his knees before me and at my mercy. And why? Because I blackmailed him that's why. HA HA. I told him if he did not come to my house after school, I was going to tell the principle that I saw him touching himself while watching cheerleader practice. And if he wanted to keep his mini... Show more