But before she could have another one, Larisa felt the large, burly man enter her. He was huge, and it hurt like nothing else before. And Pete was rou...h, pounding away at her 19 year-old cunt. He spread her legs as far apart as they could go, and thought he could probably break them off if he wanted. "Yeah whore, I'm gonna knock you up. I'm gonna shoot my shit right up your cunt...you know you like getting it, bitch." Pete was in ecstasy, while Larisa was in hell. She tried to think of. "Good evening sir." Her voice is wonderfully melodic and sensuous. "How can I help you?" I nervously clear my throat, then reply. "I'm looking for a book of Victorian literature." I recite the author and title, carefully watching her reactions. As soon as I say the name her eyes widen and her face immediately turns a beautiful shade of pink. She looks down at her desk and shuffles a pile of papers around, trying to compose herself. "Err, I think you'll find that on the third floor under..." she. So, without any choice I was scheduled to have special classes in the evening. The teachers would come to our hostel and take the special classes in separate rooms. My special classes began with an hour speech of my failure and ways to improve that. As my special classes were on schedule, my mind would often wonder into the world of my darkest fantasies. Then my teacher would shake me to my senses. After couple a week , my teacher understood that my mind was not in the studies and asked, “ What. Get over here cuckold and lick them clean. Then you can lick the cum off our cocks so we can fuck them again." You get out of your chair and come over kneeling between us and lick our pussies and asses clean of our cum and theirs then you go to them and lick the cum off their cocks like a good boy. "Now go back to your chair if you behave and they stay obedient you can fuck them soon." Mmmmmmm Yes sir, thank you sirs, and thank you for pleasing them better than I ever could. You’re cum.