"Ooo! Aren't they precious in their smart blue suits!"
Several busty older women, milf strippers and prostitutes, fawned over Franklin and Peter as they walked by, unable to resist Franklin's intense charm.
Peter blushed as they pinched his cheeks and gave him hugs, brushing their tips against his face. His erection pressed against his paints as he imagined sucking on their big nipples and make them squeal with his big boy cock.
"Are you out for a stroll?" one of the women asked Crystal, not seemingly recognizing in the incongruity of the younger people there.
"Just going shopping for some toys," Crystal said, glancing at an "adult toy store."
* * *
"Come in, dears," Storm said.
The three buff male students shuffled into the office. "Are we in trouble, Ms. Munroe?"
"Of course not," Psylocke said as she lounged on a chair, her skirt riding up her thighs. "We just thought you could do with some extra tutoring."
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