But wait, i think it your third time this week ! You know what this means? " ' Stay in detention' , yeah , yeah i got it! Can i go , principal Johnso...?" Yes, sure. See you after the bell. "Johnson love to see you fuck up. He hates you. Probably since day one.So, you walk to the Math class, and open the door. The teacher his....well , teaching. He barely notice you, so you keep your way to your chair.The class is made simple : the desk are for two. And you lucky bastard his sitting next to. Thanks everyone for your motivations. For those who do not know me I’m 21 years presently pursuing my Engineering degree in one of the most reputed colleges in Chennai. I’m basically from Chennai. The above link takes you to my first story “Fucked My Senior In College”Now coming to the story, this incident took place just after a day of my first experience. This happened to me when I was 19. When I woke up at that morning after some hot sessions in nite with Akshitha I kissed her lips while she. All of these feelings hammered through me as I stood there like a deer caught in the headlights. I was a complete goner. As my brain scrambled to come up with some kind of reply the doorbell rang. ‘Saved by the bell’ I thought to myself as Lissa quickly turned to open the main entry door to the house. Let the party get started!When the door swung open my whole crew was standing there. They were all gabbing back and forth while some of them were looking at the various catering vehicles. The shower water falling on her clit too increasing her pleasure. Her arms stretched up holding onto the bar above her head. Her breasts were prominent in their glory, her nipples stiffening. I keep my ministrations to her clit going, I slid a finger into her pussy, to three, she stiffened, riding down on my fingers – “Fuck me please, I have been abused in all my holes but now my pussy belongs only to you, please fuck me!” She pleaded. I ignored her, she must desire it more. I continued to.