He yelled "bitch when i say suck my cock, suck my cock" he then pulled me in closer to his crotch and it smelled like piss. he made me kiss his crotch...and lick it for a few mins before he unzipped is jeans and pulled them down and kept my face in his crotch. his underwear were so smelly. his crotch now smelt like piss cum and sex. he made me make out with his underwear it tasted so bad but i felt so good at the same time. with him grabbing me by the head and forcing me to make out with this. He broke my thoughts when he force fed my ass the first inch of his dick. I yelled loud in the sock from the pain. "Open that pussy bitch, lemme in there." He slid more of his cock inside of me and my ass felt like it was being split open. "Awww yeah bitch... this is some good ass.... GOOD FUCKIN' ASS!" He responded, then forced more. I was yelling in crying. This was fuckin' **** and he knew it. "You almost got it all in... Stop movin' and Take it in... Yeah... thats it.... That's the. She found out just three days after the headmaster had offered his solution to her cheating issue.When Lindsey checked her dormitory mailbox for messages, she found an envelope with nothing more than her name written in large script across it. Although her curiosity was burning, she walked away from the counter to a secluded corner before revealing its contents. The one-page letter bore a neatly hand-written message.“Please visit Professor Stevens at 5:00 PM today. He will be in his classroom. ” shouted her friend in the front row.“What? I wear these without socks they smell so badly inside.” replied Vicki. The audience cackled at this.“Well then.” laughed Miss Hoover. “Now you have to make him smell them.” She thought about it for a second but a sudden grin told me she had seen the funny side. She took hold of one boot, zipped up the side to form a tight seal around my nose and mouth, pressed it firmly against my face and said:“Smell my boot.” She wasn’t k**ding when she said they.