.." Shh... Just relax. I'm not forcing it. I'll stop at your sign, so relax." He said while spreading my ass with his hands a little more, which was m... limit, and I felt it digging into my ass again.The pain was a little more bearable this time so I let him continue. Little by little he was forcing himself into me. "Look at me, come on!" he insisted every time I cringed from the pain.Soon I he was inside enough to start humping and he did. The last resistance of my sphincter made me feel like I. He slid the tip of his finger underneath the necklace and gently pulled it higher - a signal for Kristy to stand up. Her silent but dignified acquiescence to his wish was in contrast to the cauldron of urgent need within her to not just be fucked, but to be ravaged. Derek pushed chairs away from the dark wood table. In a confident, calm voice, he demanded: “Now Kristy, walk to the conference table and bend over with your elbows and hands firmly on the surface.” Kristy had an idea of what may be. Her notes were filled with absent doodles as she stared. Days in Economics were spent daydreaming. With every day, her fantasies of him cutting the lecture short and carrying her to his private island to make wild, passionate love to her grew longer and more detailed. After class, she and her friends would giggle and bemoan the fates that put him so close, but so far away from their horny grasp. A few weeks after midterm, Maggie was startled to hear Professor Jones’s deep voice calling out her. But no more yet. Your turn now."When I took my place in the centre of the room with Sue in attendance, I saw that the others had been unable to remain passive observers. Robin and Piers were now seated each side of Caro who was leaning back watching me with wide eyes while clearly responding to the attention of the two men. Robin had opened her blouse and was freeing an ample breast before applying his mouth to a pink nipple. Piers, meanwhile, had raised Caro's skirt round her thighs and was.