She was decked out in her school uniform--short sleeved white blouse, plaid skirt, white knee-high socks, and casual dress shoes. As I envisioned her ...y mind her blouse was open more the school allowed and the skirt was scandolously short. A few firm tugs and my cock was very hard. In my fantasy I located her in the middle of her school yard and with all eyes, both students and nuns, I began to undress her. The crowd formed a circle around us, all dead silent as they witnessed the scene. In. I had never really thought of Jason sexually, but I also never thought of him as being a virgin. The idea was strange to me. From the time I knew what sex was, I was having it in some form or another.“Wait,” I said, stopping him mid-sentence. “You’ve NEVER had sex?”“No. Uh-uh. Never.” He said with an exaggerated sigh.“You mean…” I paused, unsure how to ask how far he’d actually gone.“I mean, nothing.” He said, still smiling. He obviously didn’t understand that this was strange to me. “I’ve. Her breasts always felt more sensitive immediately after removing her day-time bra. The feeling of freedom and the cool air flowing round them made her acutely aware of their presence.Sister Serenity loved her breasts. She loved their weight. She loved her large, dark areolae. She loved her jutting nipples that would swell and stiffen with the slightest provocation. She loved the effect they had on people when they realised what lay hidden under the plain, black habit.Smiling serenely, she. I was moaning, screaming, and had completely lost of what was going around. “Faster..faster..faster..” I kept shouting. Pain and pleasure, both were at play.After a while Amit pulled his cock out. I think, he was getting tired. He came in front of me and wanted me to blow him. Rahul was still fucking me and I was amazed to see his stamina. He didn’t even stop for a second. In my mind I was thinking, Rahul really knows how to take care of his girl. I still remember how Rahul’s cock felt when it.