I tell her to look up at me, hold her head still and start to fuck her pretty little face. I’m on fire as I look into her eyes and begin to thrust f...ster and deeper into her mouth. Then I slow down and take slow methodical thrusts, each one testing how much deeper she can take it. I hit her throat causing her to start to gag and I back off. Then, I take one last thrust shoving my cock deep into her mouth and holding her head there for a moment while she gagged before backing off and removing my. Each punch was stronger than the last and all I saw was red,the only thing I remember was feeling satisfaction hurting the fucker who hurt summer I dont remember how long I punched him but when I was dragged away by nate and zed I couldn't raise my left arm,and I had blood on my clothes.I was escorted to the priciples office and told to wait,as I waited I slowly came down from my adrenalen buzz and as I moved my left hand to scratch my head I nearly fainted from the pain.It felt like my left. His face has a full beard and his belly hangs over his belt from all the beer he drinks. For being 70 yrs old he was pretty fit though. I lay just lay there waiting for his wrath. I don't know if I was more scared or pissed off because now I was super horny and would have to finger myself to ease the ache. Grandpa walked to the bed and looked down at me. "Girly, you know better than to be up here diddling around with that no good boy. I thought you was a virgin girl yet. I'm a little. Darrell's cock was at its hot throbbing hardest, pressing so hard againsthis panties that the outline of his knob prominently displayed itselfthrough the silky material. Soon his panties would show the dampness ofhis precum. He yearned for Mistress to fondle his cock and balls, andthen remove his panties so she could see Miss Dianella in her fullmajestic glory. Instead Mistress continued to slowly encircle him,brushing the back of her hand against his pantied buns and flanks,anywhere but the.