I really didn't like highschool too much and spent most of my spare time after football practice and homework playing my bass guitar! I had this old h...g English teacher named Helga Brown (yep, thats her real name) and she was horrible. I dreaded going to her class and hearing her voice much less looking at her. Fortunately for me, things were about to change for the better.After Christmas break, we all went back to class and the Principle was standing in Helga's classroom and informed us that. Decker climbed on the bed, moving me so he could get behind me. He then pulled me closer to him and reached around my front, spreading my legs as far as they'll go. "Ready?" he asked, kissing my neck. "Yes," i breathed as he ran the dildo up my thigh and smacked it down on my pussy. It made a slap noise from all my pussy juices. He pushed a button on it and it started vibrating. He pushed it again and it increased to maximum speed. Slowly he brought the vibrator down to my clit, lingering it. I used to travel to India every few months, usually short arduous and busy trips. In January 2011 I came to Kakinada and straightaway dived into our business with my local partner. Business was expanding and my partner just set up a new office on the top floor of a three-floor new office building. The other floors were yet to be occupied. The office building owner also a New Yorker like me was just completing setting up the building in terms of electricity, security etc as the area was newly. Removing my socks, he tried pulling my jeans down again, this time with a little force. I knew I should have been kicking and screaming. Very obviously, this procedure was part of the pleasure for him and I thought I might only increase his pleasure if I fought him. But I did. “Barry, that’s far enough,” I told him, firmly, twisting my body and kicking out at him. He released his grip as I turned over on my stomach. It was short lived. He merely moved up and sat on me, behind my knees, pinning.