She spread my legs and got between them. She got on her hands and knees and grabbed my stiffening erection. Then with another wicked smile she took me...into her mouth and started sucking. She rolled her tounge around it, pulled on it, pulled out to lick it from bottom to top, sucked the balls, then took it in her mouth again. If I didn't know better I would have thought she was doing her best to swallow it. I was stiff in no time. After another minute she got off of me and got another condom. ....oh, you're tearing meeeeeeeeeeeee!" Bobbie panted through her gritted teeth. She was in absolute pain from the brutal intrusion but she dared not scream. She could not allow any of the innocent teens outside to come running in and witness her humiliating predicament. Never had she felt such pain as this before, unbelieving how brutal this young teen could be, certain that he had ripped her insides apart. "Oh, God ....God ......stop .....please stop ....ohhhhh, it hurtsssssssssss!" she. My every visit to the bank heightened my desires towards her. She wore only sarees, and she would look absolutely hot and ravishing in those colorful sarees.The way she would drape her sarees on her body was just maddening. Any man will lose his morals for her. She would drape her saree just a touch tight from the regular comfort fit. That slight tightness was all the difference to make a man mad.Her huge, lovely boobs would stand out from her saree, displaying their perfect shapes. Her fair. His hot breath washes over her flesh. His eyes pierce into her as if he were searching the depths of her soul. She tries to pull his hand from her face, not believing that this man can have such anger in him. But she has no actual control, she never has. Her words are useless. He has the greater strength.“I do as I wish,” he says. His voice is calm and in control, just above a whisper, yet very firm. “I have lived this way for a long time, and you either need to accept this or get the fuck out.