Her tender nipples poking against the cotton of his shirt. This is all she ever wanted, everything she ever dreamt of and more. She bit his lower lip ...nd clenched his hair. She could feel her wetness spread outwards just like her emotions. Happiness, ecstasy, joy, bliss and wonder all at once.She stopped her grinding and unbuckled his belt. She got down and pulled down his pants. Next went off his underwear. She wanted to cry, all these months of buildup and finally now was her time.She handled. My cock was still rock hard from earlier but his was flaccid, so my stroking his cock brought it back to hardness. His cock was average size but thick. I think it was the first time I had ever felt a thick cock before. With me being much younger then him, his stroking was making me ready to cum so I whispered to him that if he kept stoking me I would cum. He leaned over and said to follow him back downstairs to the washroom. He put his stiff cock back into his pants, zipped up and stood up and. She started requesting to show the book.She suddenly bowed on me and wanted to snatch & see the book. When she bowed on me, I could see her sparkling white tight boobs. She was wearing tape frock inside, not bra. During snatching the book I could touch and feel her boobs. Current started flowing on my body. I started acting as if I don’t want to show her the book, as there is some thing wrong. But I kept continuing the game of snatching. During this acting of snatching, I could manage to pump. Then return to the lift, and watch with a satisfied eye as your body is lifted, ass first, into an inverted “V”.I leave you there, your own weight and gravity beginning the lesson more forcefully than my words ever could. I turn to the music selector, crank bass, and choose to play the entirety of Pink Floyd’s The Wall. It’s length dictating the time of your punishment. I look into your eyes and see that twinkle remain. Pre-orgasmic bliss in your eyes. As you hang, suspended from your.