Naively, with it being their first sexual encounters Martin never realised how big he was, neither did the girls. Donna said and though those first gi...ls who subsequently met other boys would have been very disappointed with their new boyfriend. She said a big cock must be like black, it’s hard to go back. First Encounters Martin's first encounter was under a train bridge with a girl called Lorraine. Being a massive prick teaser with a super fit nubile teen body he thought she was sexually. He tells me to move my hands to my sides while he continues to control my clit. My body squirming all over the bed at the assault on my clit, “Baby that feels so good, more please more.” I look at him as he’s watching me. Seeing him stroking his cock as he looks at me from a most intimate point a man can, it takes me to a place of such ecstasy, its building like a hurricane off the shores. My body starting to shake uncontrollably as Jacob pushes my buttons, literally and figuratively. Moaning. I asked her lets go to the room and study. She brought me water and when she went to give me that I could see her whitish boobs completely and her pink nipples too. I couldn’t take my eyes of that. I drink water and asked her to sit instead of sitting on the chair she sat on my lap just over my dick and moved her ass. I don’t know I got lip locked with her and my hands were over boobs, pressing them hard when I got senses I broke the kiss, took my hands off and said to her that it’s wrong we. Miss Wilson knew that Emma was struggling with each of the cane strokes but she was deliberately making them really firm, not just to teach a naughty student a lesson, but because this particular naughty student was blackmailing her girlfriend, the headmistress. So, as she landed the fourth stroke and watched the red wheal develop so she continued to be intent to teach this girl a good lesson. The fifth stroke quickly followed and then the sixth, and Miss Wilson saw each time Emma responded.