"No. I refuse. I appreciate your initiative, but the test is finished."
The mare dickgirl frowned and loomed over Mr. Hawkins, her breasts hanging down and her horse cock almost touching the seated teacher's face. "Come on, Mr. Hawkins. Don't make me mad!"
Mr. Hawkins stood up and pressed his body against hers, looking up at the mare's face with righteous indignation. "Is that a threat, Justin? You would do well not to cross me. You are just a student, and a poor one at that. I am a master of transformation, and my will is stringer than yours."
Justine grinned and licked her teacher's face with her long horse tongue. Her huge cockhead dribbled precum onto Mr. Hawkins' suit. Justine clearly found it arousing to challenge authority. "What're you gonna do?" she asked.