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Chapter #5
Tangled in my armpit hair!"
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"Oh god no. Please help me out, I'll do whatever you want," you beg and plead. Tears are rolling down your eyes, but they could be partially from the horrid smell blown from his huge mouth.
What were you thinking? Held in his massive hairy-backed hand, you are forced to look directly at the massive football coach. You should have known better than to get anywhere near him. He is the most abusive teacher on campus. Humiliating people is what gets him off. He is around 5'10" and 220 pounds of muscle and hair.
"Hold on tight, I plan on working the guys hard today - gonna hold them late tonight. And by the way, I sweat like a pig and don't use deoderant - enjoy," he tells you with an evil grin. He slides you under his shirt and rubs you around his furry belly and chest. The musk and smell of sweat is overwhelming. It is only getting stronger as you move closer and closer to his armpit. Mr. Butler pushes you into the wet cave and lets go. You are entrapped in the kinky pit hairs.
There is heavy movement and yelling. He must be jogging out to practice. It is so humid and awful in your new prison. At least, you are thankful that you weren't stuffed a dirty jockstrap on him or god forbid near his dank ass.
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