?Not a proper response,? said Christina ?Let’s try it again.? She swatted Tammy’s left breast again and heard Tammy reply, ?One, thank you,...Mistress.? Christina swatted each breast twice. Tammy’s breast were hurting bad. But what was to come hurt even worse. Christina smacked Tammy square between her legs landing right on her cunt. Tammy bit her lip trying not to scream and give the five count with a thank you. ?That sounded wet,? said Becky and reached down between Tammy’s. Up and down, up and down.I was crying at the humiliation of it. But I was too weak to do anything about it.Quickly he pulled my hair and forced the tip of his member into my mouth. I could taste the glistening bead on my tongue. Salty. He slowly thrust deeper onto my mouth. My jaw was open as wide as it could go, but he was too big. With an impatient grunt he pushed my head down onto the hard, fat cock and I could feel the gag reflex starting. I was choking. He didn't stop. He pushed until I. And show off those curvy young bodies they did. The stretchy fabric of the uniforms clung to the girls’ bodies like a second skin, showing every lush curve and enticing valley, guaranteed to make every male member of the staff hard.Games were well-attended by most of the professors, anxious to see their girls perform. There was something about young girls sweating in any form of uniform that made most men want to climb the walls with sexual frustration. But at GSFG, the professors happily. God!!!I was enjoying that view and that round shaped boobs. Tell me who will miss that kind of chances in real?And it was over and I was keep on thinking about her boobs and masturbated many times. Thereafter my views on her were completely changed. Whenever I get chance I just gave my 100% on those boobs. And day were passed without taking any advantage and we completed our course and left to native places.Now the real story begins. One fine day I got a notification in WhatsApp that I was.