Why those men pick you up at those clubs we go to, and whirl you around the floor. They hope, they dream, vaguely, that somehow you'll let them sink ...hemselves into you, so they can feel the pleasures a pussy provides. Could provide, if you had one. And they hope for an opportunity to give you pleasure too!" April, cut to the chase! Are you telling me to take up with dildos, or with men, or to let you equip me with a vagina?" Honey, I really and truly feel guilty about all this. I love. As Mr. Abbott continued to softly finger Cindy's stiff nipples, the youngster felt fuck-lube greasing down the inside of her virgin cunt, coating the inside walls of her pussy and wetting the lips of her cherry fuck-hole."Tell me that it doesn't feel good when I play with your beautiful tits, Cindy," Mr. Abbott said. "Can you tell me that?" It doesn't feel good," Cindy said, as much to convince herself as to convince Mrs. Grotten and Mr. Abbott. "It doesn't!" I see." His hands dropped from. Becca took off her panty and then scooted back to the middle of the desk. As she spread her legs wide apart, her red miniskirt rode up her waist, giving the entire class a clear, unshadowed view. The class gasped as they gazed at the cleanly-shaven cameltoe treasure between her legs. Becca’s brown pussy lips glistened with wetness as she looked out at all the ogling faces.“Beautiful,” DeShawn said, trying to give Becca the flirty attention he knew she was missing from her cheating. I nodded, and she pressed the vibrator against my clit harder. I moaned and wiggled around, trying to get her to fuck my pussy with the dildo and make me cum. I wanted to cum so bad right now, and I knew that she knew that. I could feel it building. There was a tingling sensation between my legs. I was going to cum. "Don't you dare cum yet you little slut," she said in a commanding voice. I moaned and tried to clench my muscles together and stop myself, but the sensation was just to much. I let.