Venchenzo then spoke to him in a growly voice "you ready for a 11 inch by 8.5 inch cock down your throat" since the question was mostly rhetorical dav... said what he thought Mr. Venchenzo wanted to here "yes sir"dave darted a look at his cock it was huge and it looked dangeress, Mr. Venchenzo smiled but it some how had him look even scarierthen Mr. Venchenzo stepped up to daves mouth and daves eyes crossed trying to keep the cock in site, "open wide my boy daddys going to feed ya something. Instead, I saw Reddy standing there in his vest and pant. I kept looking at him as he slowly walked in. I could see in his eyes that he wasn’t done with me yet.The moment Reddy walked into the toilet, I knew that he was going to fuck me again. Even I willingly moved back, giving him the space to come in and signal that “Yes, I want your dick again.”Reddy bolted the toilet gate and looked into my eyes. We were cramped together in that small area. Half of the room was occupied with the toilet. The poor girl was beside herself with distraction. Never before had she been touched like this, never before had she been touched at all. However, she had the presence of mind to realise that this could become much worse if, in her panic, she continued not thinking with any kind of clarity. Sampson took her change of mental pace into his stride and ran his fingers through her hair as she stood stock still before him.His free hand drifted down onto her shoulder and across her breast. In her. Why, oh why did I take THIS art class! Even as the thought enters my head, the answer niggles at the back of my brain: 'Because, Justine, you have a stupid schoolgirl crush on Ms. O'Connor!'Yes, I have to admit that I took the class because I wanted to be close to her. Never mind that every boy in school wants to get into my pants, never mind that I could have any of them I want, and have, from time to time. I had to go and fall in love with a TEACHER - a FEMALE teacher, for God's sake!But God!.