Jb wo chalti thii to uski gand kya lagti thi. Aise hi 2 din bit gaye uske piche piche. Agle din me market me shop ke iye gaya hua tha. To Rashmi mujhe...dikhi. Usne bi mujhe dekh lia. Hum ek hi shop me the. Uska saman bahut heavy tha to usne mujhe bola ki aap meri help kar do car tak le jane me. M haan kar di aur chal pada uske piche. Car me saman rakh dia. Maine ek paper pe apna mobile number uski seat pe rakha aur usne mujhe thanks bola aur chali gayi. Sham ko aunty ka mujhe msg aaya ki me kaun. I resisted at first but, I found I enjoyed feeling like a girl and the possibility of getting kissed. I started hugging back. I began to put my hands all over his strong body. My emotions were totally confused. I was enjoying being kissed and hugged but, guilty for feeling like I was totally gay. He sensed this and told me to relax that he wouldn't hurt me. I relaxed a bit and felt strangely protected. On the screen there was a crossdresser giving a guy a blowjob. He pointed at it and said that. “Oh yea... you feel so fuckin good wrapped around my cock.” The pain quickly recedes as he works his dick in and out of her. One hand still on the tree she uses the other to rub slow circles around her clit, moistening her fingers with her saliva and the juices flowing from her abused pussy. “Oh... my... god! You're so fucking big, not so fast you're hurting me.” Each stroke becomes longer and slower as he grabs her hips and forces himself balls deep. Chel's fingers are twirling faster now as. "I was frozen. I stared at them in disbelief. How could a teacher be going along with this hoodlum?!But then I almost laughed out loud. I'M going along with this hoodlum!!Jamal waited a minute for me to obey. When I didn't move he said, "Alice, if I have to take your clothes off you will probably end up losing another button or two."I looked at the determined expression on Jamal's face, and the look of lust on Mr. Cord's face. I knew that my situation was hopeless.The tears were running down my.