There was some quiet conference I could half-hear between Cal and the third boy, then I felt Cal’s hand leave my pussy entirely, replaced by an unfa...iliar hand that bypassed my clit entirely and shoved three fingers inside me. As wet as I was by this point – who knew public humiliation and being shared with strangers like a common whore would turn me on? – he had no trouble penetrating me, and the combination of the undeniably pleasurable sensation of sudden fullness with the frightening. As luck would have it the following is a true account of what has transpired so far.She is a high school teacher and her principal happens to be a bbc. Two days later: Her principal walks into her classroom after school and turns and locks her door. Then walks over to her desk where she sits and says the following. "I know you are a bbc slut so hit your knees and suck my cock". She was quite shocked but being submissive by nature and horny as always, she obeyed him without question. See. Everything looked as normal as it had in the mirror, though. Confused,I looked back up to peer at Doug suspiciously."Why did you think I wasn't ready?" I questioned."It's nothing. Don't worry about," Doug assured me, shaking his head."No. I wanna know, and you'd better not lie about it," I told him,pointing a threatening finger at the boy.Rolling his eyes, Doug let out a little sigh. "Fine, I'm just surprisedto see you wearing your school uniform on a date is all." Oh ... " I mumbled,. Whatever good that did, anyway. I never liked playing with dolls and I certainly was never going to behave like one.When I freshly entered puberty, she was probably the only reason why I spent my time with other girls instead of roughhousing it with the guys and being up to no good. This was an opportunity to embrace my rebellious side and maybe even learn a little more about myself. And the way my father phrased it, this seemed to be some kind of family tradition. I loved the thought.“I will.