The second native looked at the sailor's back and nodded his head. Without another word, the first native bent down and picked the first mate up in hi... arms as if he were a baby.The sailor was stunned. The first mate was not a large man, but on the other hand, he was not a midget. The effortless way in which the native man had picked him up was a frightening display of strength. There was no grunt of effort or any noticeable look of exertion ... just a smooth movement of lifting the sailor in. Main thora sa thook unki ass ke hole par daala aur phir apna lund unki ass ke hole par rakh kar unkay uper lait gaya aur hath unki breast pe le gaya hont unki gardan par thay maine thora sa zoor lagaya tu aisa laga ke lohay k pipe main lund daal raha hun itni tite thi uski ass jab mere lund ki cap thori si hi ander gayi tu bhabi k mun se ye awz nikli “ccccciiiiiiiiiii” aur unhun ne jaldi se apnay hath se muje peechay karnay ki koshish ki tu maine pucha kya huwa tu unhun ne kaha harsh plz bahir. Never before in my life would I ever have thought I would be disappointed to have a student actually listen to me. Every day I would lecture in class, frustrated that I couldn't become what Mrs. Polk had become.I was no longer afraid of looking at Annie any more. Instead I would constantly peek over in her direction, occasionally catching her eye. Every time I would give her the same look. A longing, almost begging look. I didn't even know why I was still trying. Not only was it wrong, but it. "I don't see anything!" Seamus exclaimed angrily. "You washed my dried cum off, didn't you?" No!" I responded, beginning to sob. "I-I would never w-wash it off without your say-so!" I think she's telling the truth," said one of the other boys. "I can't see anything, but she smells of dried jizz!" Th-thank you!" I replied, falling to my knees in supplication, grateful that he had validated me. My reward? This unknown boy stepped forward, pulled down his pants, gripped my hair in both hands, snd.