You bastard bitch, who told you to touch that? Kamal was shouting. That’s mine and you are not allowed to spoil my fun. As a top he knew if I played...and shot my raging juice, I might come to my senses and refuse him his lusty fucking fun.You have to be punished now, he announced.Almost dazed and scared, I had no clue what he had in his mind as he quickly got up from the bed and pulled a paddle like thing made of solid leather from the side drawer. This was the first time I saw him naked so. Once she was back, he called the next boy to rise, receive a hug, and kiss from Kelli. She realized now this final, she hoped, humiliation, she would have to go from the front of the class to each boy in turn and return and the rest of the boys having seen the way the first one had been kissed would all want the same. She was going to be wrapping herself around all those boys who had pushed her to climax after climax. At least while they were doing that they were only in partial contact with. I closed my eyes and exhaled as I felt her hand slowly begin to stroke me. My knees grew weak.Brittney stood up on her tip toes, her nipples pressed into my chest as he tongue snaked into my ear. I felt her hand leave my engorged cock and felt her fingers begin to untie my trunks. Once loosened, my trunks fell to the sand. Brittney dropped to her knees. I felt her fingers wrap around my cock and slowly stroke it.She pushed my shaft against my stomach and her I felt her lips against the base. Her long black curly hair was flowing wildly half way down her back. I could not help but see her tits straining her tight shirt, and it was clear she was not wearing a bra. She looked sexy and knew it. This was not the way she usually dressed for work. Normally, she dressed in loose paisley peasant skirts, blouses and generally more conservatively. Tonight, she was dressing to seduce me, perhaps living in one of her secret fantasies. I looked down at my poetry then at her as she took a seat.