I turned her on to her side, straddled one of her legs and continued to fuck her as hard as I could. Gently slapping her in the face when she stopped ...ooking at me a few times, she gushed on me over and over again.She then forced me to my back so she could ride me, both of her hands on my throat while she bounced up and down, a few minutes later I threw her off of me, and bent her over. Facing the mirror in the corner of my room, slamming straight into her, grabbing her hair in one hand and her. Jason must have come back sometime while we were sleeping Saturday night, because he was in his bed Sunday morning. Waking up Sunday morning with a morning woody, as many men do, Laura and I started fooling around. We hadn't actually begun to have intercourse yet when I heard a voice from the other side of the room. "Don't you guys ever take a break?" my roommate asked. Laura instantly pulled me close and let out a started, "Oh shit!" I looked up and there was Jason, wide awake looking over at. But whenever any male student gets less marks, that male student choose the punishment for the teacher because it is the failure of the teacher who ultimately failed to teach her student. The teachers ‘only goal is to keep their male students happy and satisfied with her all the time and make them a perfect master. She has to teach them that there is no pleasure for the female slaves and so for her. She has to encourage them to try different ways to humiliate, bound and torture their slaves . She ran her hands lovingly through my hair and squirmed beneath my adept licking.From there on, it was simple. Though she protested again as I slipped away her bikini bottom, she didn't really protest much at all. And she even lifted her haunches accommodatingly when, purposefully, I pretended to be having difficulty removing her drawers. I slipped them off then without any trouble and knew she was just another fuck.But such a beautiful fuck she was. There was something really lovely about her.