Mrs. James pleaded and begged to be let go. She promised them all A’s and not to report them. John wouldn’t hear it because he was so angry that...he wanted to teach her a lesson. Mrs. James always tuned him on and that gave him an idea.“Let me rape the slut.” John said as he reached under her pretty dress. He felt up her leg and found her stockings.“Look at this boys”, he said lifting up her dress to expose what he found. “She is a slut.”Seeing the lacy tops of her stockings turned all the. I said that one time.“That’s almost an oxymoron,” she tittered. Her giggle overcame me. I rolled her over on her back. Her face took on a wide grin. “Now you’re gonna abuse me, huh?”“That’s my intent.”Her thighs spread wide, her delightful titties becoming mere soft, nipple-punctuated pads on her chest as she laid back. There in my bed is the most completely delectable female on the planet.“You’re sure smiling big,” she giggled. “Why?”I stabbed forward, entering her waiting pussy.She exhaled,. A bead of pre-cum oozed at the piss-slit,hanging like a peal before dropping into my mouth, pastmy tongue and down to the back of my open throat.Stopping there, the drip burned with the tinglingirritation of come on your tonsils. I recognized itfrom past samples of the mixture of ooze from Marcia’swell-fucked hole.My cock never receded. Between Ronnie’s continuedministrations to its entire length and Marcia’s wontonsexuality I was crazily turned on. I don’t know if. The curves in her body is mind blowing. She has a flat tumm,in short a perfect figure. I used to go to college by city bus.Since that was a peak hour the bus would be flooded by college students and working men. One day I boarded the bus and fortunately got a seat to sit. Due to which I sat. And slept as I was a bit tired. Suddenly I felt a hand that was chithra.I was stunned to see a pretty girl calling me. She pleaded me to hold her bag as she cant hold it in a crowded bus. I readily accepted.