It felt good and we were both breathing hard.When we were seven minutes into it, she started gasping my name, "Kevin! Kevin! Oh, Kevin! Harder! Harder... Faster! Faster, please!" we were both about to cum, but I remembered that I wasn't wearing protection. My parents wouldn't let me buy condoms and I never felt the need to sneak out and buy them. I don't know is I was old enough yet to get them anyway. So I pulled out of her warm, pulsing vagina and turned her around again, and pulled her up so. I do apologize for the trouble," he added.I waved off the apology, wanting to straighten out the matter as soon as possible. "Did... did Miss Palmer say when she was hoping to meet with me?" I stood, hoping to stave off a follow-up call from the principal or, I shuddered to think it, the curmudgeonly secretary, Mrs. Taylor.He checked a piece of paper in front of him. "Miss Palmer didn't name a time specifically." I'm sorry," I said. "I'm a bit confused, and I feel like I'm repeating myself. Why. Mistress would start off by restraining me face down so she could pull my thong to the side & start teasing my pussy hole first with her fingers to loosen me up a bit before she would start insert an inflatable vibrating butt plug which the more I pleased her the more she would inflate it & turn up the vibration, this would go on for a while making sure I was losing control with pleasure slapping my arse with a riding crop and calling me the slut that I am then she would untie me then commanded. I easily avoided her swing and caught her arm. Now, we are both seething with rage. As she struggles to strike me again, I hold her back and one of her legs slides off the couch. Now I have one leg between hers , trying to calm her down. She squirms even more and, as she does, those wide legged pants slide even further open, and without almost noticing , I look down and and see that her pussy is completely exposed to me. Even though I despise her, the sight of her starts to make me become.