Ty Lee lay still under Ryuko, her cock occasionally throbbing, tapping up against her stomach. The tip poking well above her belly button . . .
“Oh, you’re the call? Then by all means . . . Get to work dear.~”
A hand came up, smacking the life fiber whore’s ass.
Glowering at Ty Lee from her standing position before grasping at the side of her underwear and ripping them off her body in one clean motion. She was likely going to regret that after but very quickly, she was above the instructor on all fours.
"No Booty calls, I'm the call."