“This is a lesson in obedience, slut. Do not cum until I say that you may.” “Yes Master,” she responded meekly while looking at the floor. I c...ecked the time and then said, “Time for class, my slut. Sit in the front row and act as if everything is normal.” “Yes Master,” she said. We exited the bathroom together and walked hand in hand to class. Right before we walked in, I leaned in and kissed her. After we broke away from each other, I said thank you and told her I loved her. She responded in. .I can't cum any more...No more...You are ruining me with that monster. You are stretching my poor little pussy so wide." She was moaning and crying at the same time. She kept saying the words, but her pussy kept on betraying her. It just kept getting better and better. Her hips kept moving, coming up to meet me, and it was obvious that she was actively fucking me now. Soon she was starting to tighten up again. Her pussy was grabbing my cock so hard that I thought it was going to take the skin. She was dimly aware of the gringos talking to Constanica, but she could not make out what they were saying, the events of the last 24 hours leaving her bewildered, almost shell-shocked. She knew that she had been violated, forced to do things that in a million years she would never have initiated on her own. Things that only a whore would do, not a clean, innocent, church going Catholic, like herself.Her body hurt and she was tired. So tired that all she wanted to do was lay down and sleep. She. I moved her hand towards me and kissed it. She is still in that shocked state not stopping what i am doing with her. I moved her hand slowly towards my heart and expressed my beating towards having her and then slowly moved the hand to touch my erection. Suddenly she gained her consiousness and moved away on bed itself. Then i kissed her leg and with a jerk she pulled her leg…i leaned forward and again i kissed her leg and said “pooja…listen me…you are very gorgeous, you are my goddess and your.