Her ass was perfectly round and when I gave her cheeks a squeeze I discovered they were tight as a drum. I ran both my hands over her panty covered ch...eks, caressing and squeezing, relishing their feel. I turned her around so she was facing me; we were at eye level so I just leaned forward and kissed her. I took her slim body into my arms with a warm embrace while I attacked her mouth with all the passion I could muster. I soon felt my ardor returned as Becky just as passionately kissed me. I did get them down my throat. No reason I can't take this one too I told myself.I licked his big cock, getting it wetter and wetter ... I knew the more spit I got on it as lube, the more likely I'd be able to get this monster down my throat. And I had to do it in front of the 10th grade class. His classmates. I did hear some of the girls talking about how big he was and the boys could only gasp at his size. I guess he had never allowed the others to see it.I took the head in my mouth and. My family is a traditional muslim family and originally came from India, long before I was born. I never had any freedom at my parents home. From the age of 13 I started wearing the hijab and from the age of 16 I began wearing the niqab. This was initially at the request of my parents but I then grew accustomed to the clothing and I now aways dress in a niqab.I wanted to study away from home. I found my life overly constricted in my parents home. They controlled every aspect of my life. I moved. And to think of it - me a fifty three year old balding retired headmaster and her so young and pretty coming from god knows what kind of home - she was out of my world. There was just no chance.I stopped next to her and said."Can I help you?"There were some dried tears on her face. She folded her arms and looked away."You look upset" I said, "if I can help you"I learned from her that she had been sent out by her mother to buy some shopping. She had been given ten pounds and lent the money to.