Sandra really must have been starving, because she finished her meal before Frank did, which – at least to Frank’s knowledge – was a first.Final...y, she told him everything about her first day. She had taught the class with the African men. Most of them had a rudimentary knowledge of English and practically didn’t know any German except for the most basic words like ‘Hallo’ or ‘Danke’. They had been living at the refugee center for 3 months and hadn’t seen any German instructor or anything like. She threw in a slap or two on my tits as a surprise as I cried out from the pain. She removed her pants and made me suck on the fake cock again. It slowly started turning me on. She knew this, of course, and started teasing me and moving the fake cock away while I tried to reach it with my mouth. "See? I knew you're a little whore.", she said and I felt ashamed.She forced me up and pulled my skirt down to my ankles. She bent me over the table again with my hands and ankles still tied. And then. Everything from juvenile kinks to the most disturbing fetishes to regular intercourse will be accepted. Also, there will be a separate story-line for Old Who added in the path choices at the end of this chapter.You turn off your TV, having just finished watching one of the many reruns of Doctor Who that was on. You stand up and stretch, deciding to go to bed a bit earlier than usual. As you make your way up the stairs, you begin to feel light headed. You must have been more tired than you'd. I shouted and bit him on his neck. He exclaimed, “Ah, my baby is learning to give me love bites.” My face became so red with shyness.After I came heavily, Sir untied me, and within seconds I jumped onto Sir kissed him madly like a cavewoman. I didn’t know anything else. The only thought in my mind was to have Ravi sir inside me. Sir lifted me and threw me away on the corner of the bed.I climbed on top of him and started riding again. He continuously rammed me for at least 25 minutes. I was.