Kayla had been voted “Most Likely To Be Bred” in her senior class yearbook.

“Boy, were they ever right about that! Every day since I turned 18, I’ve had at least three different teachers cum up my cunt,” she thought.

Mr. Simmons plowed away at her fresh, tight, teen pussy and continued to call her a “filthy, little whore.”

“Mr. Simmons, what if I don’t get pregnant by the time I graduate, even with all you guys fucking me?” she asked.

“Don’t you worry your little slut head. If that happens, we’ll just keep you on as a faculty-lounge-slut and fuck the hell out of you until you are knocked up or we’re tired of you.”