Inside was a note from Samuel that wished us happy memories and hoped we had found "balance." We popped it in. The title was "Jamaican Memories," and ...pened with the standard Jamaican tourist intro: white sand beaches and happy couples. Then the scene cut to Jaye being fisted on the beach, first by Samuel (no face, just his Black arm buried past the wrist in her cunt and Jaye's contorted face urging him on), then her begging for more and the naked white woman finishing her off. We sat there. Steph cried out and Jess smacked her again and again until her ass was red. Anna was rubbing her pussy ferociously, and she came before Jess could raise her arm again. ‘That was great!’ she exclaimed. ‘Get onto the table,’ she instructed to Jess. Jess lay on her back on the collapsible table and opened her legs. Anna went into the back room and then returned with five belts. She gave two to Steph and instructed her to tie Jess down. Jess’ arms were tied to the table next to her body, and her. ”“No, Mr. Beloski, I don’t want a fucking A! Get your boney finger out of my cunt and shove it up your ass!” I said through trembling lips. I reached down and pulled my panties up were they belong, straightened my skirt and turned to leave. I turned back and spat at him in no uncertain terms, “And I had better get my B out of this class or I will go to the police and don’t think I won’t.”“Yes, yes Miss Anderson, don’t worry your little head. You will get the grade that you have earned, both. It boosted my confidence. I hugged her from behind.Anusha said, “Kedhar, what are you doing? You are not supposed to come here.” Then I kissed on her neck, lower neck and back. Her voice trailed away and it became moan. I squeezed her boobs while kissing on her neck. I licked her neck and earlobes. She was moaning and moved her body against mine. My dick started to erect because of her rubbing. I squeezed her boobs so hard as if they are clay material, should be mixed properly before start.