I thought then that my ordeal was over, but I was wrong. He pulled me up by the shoulders, slowly, almost languidly. The wild flame in his eyes had ch...nged to deep glowing coals, less bright, but hotter. With one enormous hand he gripped my ass. He squeezed it, harder and harder. I howled with the pain, and felt his fingers would tear through me. I screamed as he pushed his writhing fat finger deep into the hole between my buttocks. His strength was inhuman, he lifted me thus impaled into the. I am not a psychology student but one day I went too toilet too make a call & one child informed our principal; she didn’t enter our toilet as she was female but my mobile was captured in class room & unfortunately I had blue films in mobile; principal madam scolded me but didn’t informed my parents as I was a good student in her eyes.Next day in morning principal madam took me to psychology class & introduced to a sexy teacher Preeti miss wearing a sexy red sari with low cut blouse madam told. That was incredibly difficult but somehow we did it. After about 8 weeks of no sex she asked me to come and stay with her family for the weekend so that I could get to know her parents. I thought this was a great idea. I loved this girl but really hated how since I wasn't Mormon I was pretty sure her parents wouldn't like me but I guess I held out hope. The big weekend arrived and I met her family and they showed me the bedroom I would be staying in. It was her little brother's room and he. .. long. Like it was a...“No,” Yoshiko groaned.“Oh, yes, Chris will love these,” squealed Lori. “This one. And this one. Ooh, I have to send him this one. Oh, and me cupping my tits. Oh, yes, he’ll jizz his pants.”Yoshiko’s skirt rose above her panties. They were white, schoolgirl panties, something so innocent and fresh. But not with the tip of a throbbing dick struggling to burst out the waistband, a huge shaft tenting the material, sprouting from her pussy.The ghost made me into a.