I was in seventh heaven, and she knew just how to treat it. She paused and looked up at me, a smile on her face, my cock in her mouth and her hair dr...fting slightly forwards was a gorgeous picture, then she went back to work on it. I quickly began to peak so I mumbled, “Oh I’m going to come”. I expected her to stop at this point but she carried on even more vigorously, if anything sucking harder and harder. I felt the explosion as I came in her mouth, feeling seven or eight spurts just. "It's just all new, that's all," Sara said when I complained, "by theend of the day you'll have forgotten all about it." No," I whinged, "I'm telling you, this dress is too small. I can feelit nipping at my waist."But Sara didn't care of course. No-one did. Not Bethany, who gave awicked smile and then rushed out the door in her new Year 10 uniform,nor the old woman who slowly made her way across the zebra crossing aswe drove to school and made Sara worry that we might be late.The thought hit. She had a young pretty face with a few freckles over her nose and cheeks. The red mist had settled over everything and I was almost deaf to her pleas."Please, Mister," she croaked again. "Please, I'll do anything if you don't hurt me."Hurt you, I'm going to listen to you scream and beg for mercy before I've finished with you, I thought. Somehow, her small freckles looked bigger now and they flashed red in my eyes."Please," she begged again.I squeezed my left hand harder but it wouldn't obey. With vigor, he assaulted my breasts, clumsy groping, but quickly corrected himself with passionate kisses. He sucked on my nipples, caressed my areolas with wet strokes. I could feel each contact with such lucidity, each fingertip fondle, every tongue flick. My nipples became rock hard, like little erections begging to be sucked on. He began to ease down a little bit, his own desire to have my soft, forbidden skin finally quenched. He looked into my eyes once again, captivating me with his deep.