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If Ms. Lynn continued like this, she knew, Brynn would simply continue to badger her incessantly until she cracked. Considering the spineless way the principal was staying quiet at the back of the classroom, Ms. Lynn already knew that Brynn would be able to enjoy the pleasure of feeling like the most important person in the room. Actually, considering how erect the bulge was in the girl’s skirt, she might even be getting off on this. 

So, Ms. Lynn decided to go the opposite way instead. Brynn had made an offer, so she’d best make good on it. 

“Very well, Brynn.” The teacher put down the whiteboard marker and turned back to the futanari girl. “Yes, I admit that I would like to see your penis...”

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