Usually on these afternoons I was treated to the sight of my favorite teacher's fine ass in a pair of fairly tight jeans. Last week those jeans were a...companied by a pair of black boots the heels of which had to be four inches. They were fuck me boots if I'd ever seen a pair and I'd be more than willing to oblige them! As good as that look had been last week, today's ensemble was nothing short of unfair! The fuck me boots had been replaced by a pair of black heeled sandals which were. I slid my hand between his muscular ass cheeks and rubbed it into his hole and massaged his sphincter until I felt it give way a little. By this time Matt was pushing back against my hands, trying to urge my hands inside of him. I pulled my hand away and gripped them around his waist and pulled his ass up off the ground and towards my torso. I pushed my cock into his crack and rubbed it up and down to lube it. I then pushed it up against his sphincter; Matt let out a groan of pain but urged me. A garage with tools and such for repairing his car or anything around the house, a living room with a big TV and comfy couch, a kitchen with a fully stocked fridge and cupboards, and his favorite part, a basement with a huge home theater complete with projection screen, theater seating and a snack "bar" at the bottom of the stairs. His house was always chosen for movie nights and sports watching among his friends.As he was trying to decide what to do with his night, he caught a glimpse of. Then suddenly,“Aaaaahhh!!” a man screamed in the crowd. Hearing it Kanti ran to that person. That guy was Nipun, the naïve 18-year-old Kanti tried to take advantage of. Something violent was happening in his pants. His dick was moving as if a snake in his pants.“Show us!” Kanti demanded. But he refused.“Show us!” She repeated raising her voice. He still refused.Eventually, Kanti went ahead and ripped off the thin fabric shorts he was wearing. While most of the crowd was blind to what was.