“There is no way she’s human.”
“Yeah, she’s gotta be some kind of angel to not pop a boner.”
Not wanting to get caught chatting, Laura and the girl turned back forwards to the front. That was the issue, thought Laura, when she signed up for this class she was expecting for it to be far more interesting. Who could hear about a smoking hot angel who was actually around for most of the history she taught and not expect it to be amazing? Unfortunately, the subject matter was still just as tepid as every other history class, and you couldn’t even ogle the bombshell teacher without her chastising you.
Ms. Mounds continued her lecture, her pure white wings fluttering behind her and her cock swinging beneath her toga. She would frequently interrupt what she was saying to call out one of the horny hermaphrodite girls that made up the entirety of her class, meaning that her lectures took even longer to get to any point than normal. When there was only a few more minutes left in the class, and Ms. Mounds had just finished chastising her tenth student, the girl next to Laura glanced over at her and commented: