..now your body follows. Keep going deeper...went I count to three you'll be under. 1...2...3!"Sandra's chin fell to her chest and I check her pulse. ...he's under my control. To test my theory, I say, "Sandra? Can you hear me?"She limply nods."Raise your head."She did it."Cluck like a hen."She did that too! The most beautiful girl in my class was acting like a chicken."Now stop, and listen to me."Sandra did stop."Open your eyes, but remain under."Her brown opened, but had a glossy look to them.. The street was almost deserted but they met a couple, not pressing, probably horrified at this stage but would at least have something to talk about during their monotonous evening. I must admit that this show had me confused, and agitated that I had even forgotten to leave my camera. On reflection I think I would never take a picture indeed, out of respect for this couple, for their boldness and not to betray the beauty of their gameI followed them just the look that is all subdued. The man. "You're not doing your job. Just running around with your dick all hard and wanking off all day. I should fire you on the spot, you filthy wanker"."But, I haven't" I replied. "Just got carried away since its been so long since the last time, almost a week". Which was a really long time for me to not cum."Still that is not acceptable around here and you should be punished. No excuses", she said with a firm tone. I felt scared, but still had a boner which was clearly visible through my jeans. She. Finally his hand reached just above the rounded area. Then he slowly lowered it, just until it touched the puffed-out cotton of her pajama panties. As the material was not pressed tightly against her, he was actually still only touching the material. Then he gently lowered his hand onto her rounded buttocks. He lightly clasped one of the round cheeks and he finally felt her warm ass in his palm. He was now past any hope of turning back. He felt an unwanted squirt of cum oozing from his.