’ I whispered. She felt my fingers dig into her back. She’d been rocking gently into me for the last few moments, but something made her double th... pace. Deep inside, I could feel her wet flesh slipping against the tip of my cock, coaxing out an intense beginning. I groaned a breathless ‘oh’ and tried to pull her closer and deeper as I started coming — I wanted to be as deep inside her as I could. But she had plans of her own, and she was now pounding herself against my lap. She came a second. First gesturing to him with open palms, keeping him at arms length, turning and whirling dervish-like in place, kneeling, bending, twisting, always in motion, while never losing that graceful and rhythmic dancing. Colorful sashes drop away, fluttering into darkness. Cupped hands, outstretched, pulling just slightly inward, an invitation to approach, then spreading outwards as if to encompass the room’s small horizon. Jahn embraced her about the waist, but she still did not stop moving, the. Our biology teacher, another horny fucker, emphasized this once to a class full of pubescent girls, 'Your throats can act like your vagina's, during sexual play, he said, his eyes looking for the girls who caught on, I took the bait and stayed after class.After explaining, we had a practical lesson with my lying across two desks and my head over the edge, I was completely naked, as was he, and though his cock was smallish, he proved his point by cumming into my throat, my reward was a pussy. I looked at her in shock. I just gave her 4 forceful slaps, and here she was demanding more. I swung my right hand hard and gave her the loudest and hardest slap of that night.She fell on my sofa as her hand instinctively went on her cheek to rub. I caught hold of her hand this time and gave her one last slap. I held back a bit.“Dare you to rub your cheek,” I said in her ear. As I was closer to her cheek, I saw my handprint. Her cheek had turned bright red.“I’m sorry, Master. Do you want to.