As her own desire ignited despite her desperate attempts to bury it in hatred and revulsion, she wanted to stick her tongue right into the blonde’s ...ss, as far as it would go. She wanted to stick her fingers in, and then lick them dry, and then stick them in again and shove them down the blonde’s throat, so she could taste herself. The blonde shuddered, shoving herself onto Shari’s face as if she wanted to take her whole head inside her. ‘Oh God … oh God oh God oh God …’ she screamed, louder. "Its my cock and you better hurry up and sit on it before it goes off all up your back instead of inside you as it is supposed to." i replied. "Yes daddy, sorry daddy. " she said as again she rested her weight on my hands and lifted her ass a little before gliding back a llittle further bending my cock at the base as the head grazed between her ass cheeks before popping back forward with a slap as it hit her little clittyballs and whacked down against my belly, she giggled loudly, "Oh sorry. I tried to be transferred from the class, but that would have created havoc with some already overcrowded AP classes I was taking. So I stuck it out. Mrs. Crawford was a good teacher — she knew the subject and presented it well — but she seemed to take savage delight in castigating me publicly for missing Friday classes for games — excused absences — or humiliating me in front of the class if I missed a question or couldn't solve a theorem.I began to dread sixth period. I didn't want to involve. For the past week though, all she could think about was him, and his gorgeous thick cock. She masturbated every evening as she lay in bed alone fantasizing about him, going through every toy in her magical toy box. Her favorite toy, she called “Bob”, for Battery Operated Boyfriend. It was a nice thick vibrator with the built-in clit vibe near the far end of the shaft. She had to fully insert it so that the clit tickler would reach its destination. It drove her crazy, but she loved it..