He gave me a couple of kisses on my lips in between.Then he stood up and asked me to take off his jeans. I kneeled in front of him and started opening...his zip. I pulled it down and gave light kisses on his bulge above his underwear. Then I opened his underwear. Oh man! He had a big dick! It was about 8 inches and quite thick. Then I gave him the best blowjob I could ever give to anyone.He then pulled me up and started kissing me again. After that, he made me stand in doggy position and I. I told her he’s a fool if he does. She began to cry again and went into detail on their love life. She told me he used to do oral intercourse at least once a week, now he never does. The total of their sex is that he only has intercourse when he thinks she is fertile, and it is never tender or loving, just ram it in, cum, and go to sleep.All he talks of sex caused me to get a hard on, which if she looked at my swim trunks, she could see my tent, all six inches of it.One of the boys cried out. She got big buttocks, which I crave for. I fantasize about fucking her and masturbate almost every night by banging my cock to the pillow thinking that it is the Bindu madam. Bindu madam is the sex goddess. She is a single divorcee lady. I always look for opportunities to watch her boobs and waist line when she turns around. In the lab when she comes close to me to explain the experiments I enjoy every touch of her hand and every view of her assets. She caught me so many times watching at her. When she inherited St Saviour's, Alice had this room specially built as a place to relive her sexual frustrations. Many children had been made to pleasure Alice in this room, the screams from their torture where music to her ears.The room was small; a window in the ceiling providing the only light and bolted to a raised platform in the centre was a whipping horse. Alice also had mirrors angled around the room, so that she could see the expressions on the children's faces, as she tortured them.