So among my moans, I Said,“Ah…that hurts now, Qamaar”Understanding me, he moved to the other boob. His hands were roaming all over my body now.W...ile he was eating that boob, he sent his middle and ring finger into my pussy and started finger fucking me, making my pussy spit my juice all over the floor and make me scream.“A-a-a-a-ah! Oh God!”Then, he fed me my own juice in his fingers and started groping my other boob, still eating my boob.He ate that boob until it started hurting more than I. He grins as I try to breathe, the slamming gyrating motion of the vibrator sends me almost immediately into a hard orgasm. I feel Mark's finger push up against the bud of my clit and rub, and I go over the edge again.The problem now is that I need Mark to turn it off, the intensity of the orgasms has my body fully tensed and back extended. I barely breathe the words out, begging him to turn it off. Mark continues to stroke me for a couple more seconds before he complies and turns it. It seems that Ms. Nancy had discussed about us and later Ms. Salma seduced me and we had sex. One day I had last period of accounts and the accounts teacher was Ms. Jessica, she was an Anglo Indian, about 35 years old, she was good looking woman with a nice round face and big black eyes, I came to know later that her husband was working in a big IT company and was away to the US for training for 6 months. I guess he was deprived of sex and this led to what happens next.Miss Jessica asked me if. Barnes usually left it. His suit and other clothes were dumped on a chair close to the clothes tree. The chair was out of place, belonging ten feet closer to the wall. Mrs. Barnes’s pillow, that usually only moved when Madeleine made the bed, was on the left side of the bed. It looked like it had been slept on.She took the suit and shoes back to the mister’s dressing room and put them where they belonged. She emptied the money out of his front right-hand pocket and put it in the drawer where.