Aur wo bhi muskurane laga.. Ab ramesh ka lund meri msulm choot ke darwaze ko todne wala tha.. Mai bhi tayyar thi… ramesh ne apna lund kisi qadar tho...a sa piche kiya aur meri aankh milate hue kaha…. Chinaaal raaand aaj mai teri choot ka bhosda bana dunga… mai bhi ramesh ke lund ke jazbe bhare jhatke ka intezaar karte boli… tod dalo meri izzat wali choot ka darwaza ramesh… ramesh ke chahre per aisa laga ke jaise wo koi bada wazan utharah ho… phir meri aankho mein ghoorte hue ramesh ne ek zor daar. Poor Trixie had tried to set a goodexample and resist crying but by the eighth stroke she was a completemess."Please Miss!" Lola's hand shot up."Lola Jiggles, of course..." Miss Garrison smiled and nodded. "My starpupil. Go on." Well Miss, Trixie just didn't seem happy enough when she made herintroduction. It was almost as if she was all sulky and didn't want tobe here, and that sets a bad example for Class 1C." Indeed it does," said Miss Garrison. "Here in the Lily Academy we havehappy, flirty. ." I squeezed again, much harder. Slap. Slap. "Fourth. You want to be so completely trapped, that you'd be a piece of property. Property to be taken to park restrooms and pimped out to strangers. Wouldn't you, you little whore." Unngggghhh.... aaahhhh... Yyy.. Yess Daddyyy..." Squeezed even more. Slap. Slap. "Fifth. You know that's all going to happen to you now, and that you don't have a choice. Don't you, fuckslave" Oohh goddd.... oohhh... Y..yess Daddyyy". I was almost incoherent as I. He again fed me my own juice. Then he pulled me upwards and threw me to the bed. He then had his mobile phone ringing. He answered to it, dropped the call end laid by me facing my back side. My right hand side was upwards.He cuddled me from behind and kissed me a few times on my neck, collar shoulder and down to my hip, Rubbing me all the way. I wondered why he did not fuck me.As he cuddled me and was no longer kissing me, I asked him,“Why did you not do it, Ikmal?”“I am waiting for Iman to.