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“Come closer, girls,” he murmured, his voice thick in his throat. “Watch me fuck her.” The girls obediently pressed around the couple, three of them kneeling down so that they could get an even better view of their teacher’s open thighs and the stiff male organ that was standing between them. When he was satisfied that his pupils all had a clear view, John carefully eased the next three or four inches of his penis into the woman. He then began a very slow backwards and forwards motion, drawing the organ in and out of her wet channel. The taut muscles of his buttocks clenched and relaxed with every thrust. One of the young onlookers was so overcome with their beauty that she could not stop herself from stroking the taut cheeks. The soft young hands caressing his bottom felt very good, and John looked BDSM over his shoulder and gave a smile of encouragement to the teenager, letting her know that she should continue. Emboldened, her hand slipped between his legs and cradled the hairy sac which hung there. John now withdrew his penis and showed it proudly to the class, turning first to the left and then to the right so that all twelve pupils had sadism a view of it. “See how wet she’s made it ,” he said. “It slides in so smoothly when it’s as wet as this.” And to prove the point, he positioned the bulbous tip at the lady’s waiting entrance and inserted himself rapidly and deeply inside her. The woman moaned in pleasure and gratitude as he did so. He filled her so completely, so perfectly, that she couldn’t imagine how any sensation could possibly be as delicious as the one she now felt. The youth withdrew his penis once more, enjoying the feel of the cool air on its length but enjoying still more the admiring stares it drew from the watching girls. Slipping his hand round its girth, he masturbated himself for a few short moments, then reinserted the swollen stem deep into Miss James’s beautiful body. The teacher raised herself from the desk on bent elbows and looked up at the youth as he busied himself at his work, a look of profound concentration on his face. His hands came up and grasped the fetish smooth skin of her hips, holding them and adjusting the angle of her lower body so that his penis rubbed against her hard little nodule with every inward thrust. The pleasure the woman felt in her vulva was intensified by the thought that her pupils were watching and that very soon they would see her reach her climax. The hard, muscular body of the man standing between her legs continued to thrust powerfully into her, each movement stimulating her wet girl-flesh almost beyond endurance. Soon she could bear the pleasure no longer and allowed her domination crisis to overtake her, feeling a delicious sensation centre itself on her swollen genitals but then flood through her entire body. Her young audience was taken aback by the loud moans which came from Miss James’s lips as the fierce orgasm ravaged her body. Was this how it was to be fucked by a man, they asked themselves. Could the pleasure of having a penis in your vagina really be so intense? The flushed face and glazed eyes of their teacher, and the tiny droplets of perspiration on her upper lip and brow, suggested that it was. Nor was Bondage the young man between her legs unaffected by the ferocity of Miss James’s climax. Her vagina had instigated a series of convulsive contractions which massaged his organ as if trying to suck his seed from him. The ache in his testicles had now become almost unbearable and he knew that it would not be long before the dam burst. “I’m nearly ready to come,” John announced, his voice sounding surprisingly controlled despite the pressure that was building up inside him. “Do you want me to come outside you?” he asked as his hips continued to pump powerfully backwards and forwards. He knew he was forgiven. I fled that life. The foliage nearly drowned out the sunlight, creating a constant near-dusk, and tangles of branches, leaves, and undergrowth made walking and navigating difficult, but Taryn ventured deep into the woods. I could hear foot, steps coming BDSM closer to the door then it stopped, "Tina told me and then Dakota told me," she answers. The drools ran in steams down his shaft and onto his balls which were now well soaked. “tomorrow Bob after the block party all will be passed out early so you can come to my place and fuck some more.” Not unexpectedly Brandon remained the most timid yet also the one she had given the most orgasms – most of them into her mouth as he hadn’t yet mustered up the courage to give her his virginity yet. God, he was so dreamy I thought. I could feel the circumcised head slip past my lips and I ran my tongue around it. I shuddered, my breath quickening. “Two girls...” I said. If this is a Bondage dream, then I hope I don't wake up soon. She’s beautiful.” After all, he wasn’t expecting her to like Vonnegut too. He just stood there letting her take in this new sight fetish and domination waited for her to speak. By early evening, it felt like he had fucked me a hundred times, and I had given up trying to clean myself up between bouts, enjoying the slutty feeling of being full of and covered with his cum. "No need to apologize," she replied, "it was your girlfriend saying those things." sadism “Let's do it.” I couldn't help myself, I gluttonously licked her tits clean, savoring every drop I slurped off her skin. No time like now he thought. Is that SPLOOGE I smell? “Mmm, but we need to change positions. She'd got called into work by her boss.