She has dark green eyes with the thinest ring of gold around her iris, and as green is my favourite colour this only aided my infatuation with her.Als... she is the most talented girl i've ever met, she sings like an angel and i consider myself privileged to have heard her voice.She is smart aswell getting good grades and a good reputaion among the teaching staff(most of them also did a double take when they saw her walk by). She plays the Piano and guitar to accompany er singing and puts my. Every spurt of cum initiates another round of this delectable massage, starting another cycle of spasms, which in-turn starts another cycle of massage. For a few seconds you start to think that this is some sort of infinite recursion cycle, that maybe the key to free perpetual energy might lie between your dick and this woman's incredible lips. For a lot of guys this is a critical moment when they should push away before the sensations become too intense.You don't; you're like me. You grab the. They smelled like her sweet perfume. I sniffed them deply. What a dirty bad feeling I got from doing this but it was delicious. In the drty hamper was a black pair of sheer pantyhose, velvet skirt, tan blouse, pink bra, and the purple panties. I decided to take them home in my backpack and wear them in my room, then bring it all back the next day. On the second day I put everything back in the hamper and decided to explore her closet. As I entered the sanctuary of her private things my heart. Barbara gasped for a breath sucking in air as soon as his cock dislodged from her windpipe. She coughed up some of his sperm, choking on it, then looked down at her breasts now with two big gold rings hanging from them. There were still drops of blood oozing out from around the rings where they punctured her nipples. "What do you think of my whore now, he asked Tyronne?" "I think the cunt's hurtin' a bit." Barbara had tears running down her cheeks, half from the pain and half from cumming so.