The skin is on fire where it lands. You begin softly at first then building louder," Please, please, please." but it does slow the wwhhack from the be...t. You try and turn your head to see your new masters face, but your head is held tight in the iron grip of their hand. You can't help it tears softly roll down your face, you are having trouble standing. You begin to beg for it to be over, but he continues silently without so much as acknowledgement of your pain. Finally when you believe you. He pressed them softly and started playing with them over my underwear. Unable to bear the pleasure I pulled him over me and kissed him on his lips. He sucked my lips like cherry and bit my lower lip causing me sweet pain. He pulled my tee shirt and I was soaked with sweat from the game I played and the pain I had till that time. He smelled my hairy armpits and kissed my nipples. He nibbled my right erect black nipple while twisting my other nipple. I was moaning loudly luckily all the students. While she works him with her mouth, Terri's hand wanders between her legs, where she slowly, sensuously begins rubbing her clit.Your own pussy is on fire. You furiously squeeze your tits and rub your nipples as your crotch humps against empty air. As she licks your boyfriend's balls, Terri watches you knowingly as you writhe on the floor--it will only be a matter of time before you'll be begging to be allowed to touch yourself.Just to make the point, she slides her middle finger deep into her. I complied, taking my newly filled glass outside. Looking around I noticed off to the side of the deck steam rising and bubbles popping away. I hadn't realized it before but the tub was built in. It was so well concealed unless you knew it was there you'd miss it. I walked over looking around for my hostess. Jolene was sitting, facing me, glass in hand. “Come on in little filly, the waters fine.” That twang again. I laughed, “Yes, Ma'am. I'll be a hopin' in there faster than a waggin' sheep's.