I gave my hand to him and I closed my eyes but he is still playing.. suddenly he kept another hand on my lap again. I opened my eyes and again asked h...m why he was doing it again he said that he won’t do anything except keeping his hand on my lap. But the hand was on my thigh.He was rubbing my thigh I am becoming week… SALMAN observed my condition and came to me and said I love you. I didn’t reply I was just closing my eyes and wetting my lips. Then SALMAN put his hand on my belly and started. . "YES!! Please make me your whore!!"My hands are again gripping the sheets in from if me as your run your big hands up my back and onto my neck, curling them around my throat. You use that hand to pull me down onto your cock and you fuck me viciously.. Your other hand is hard on my tit, twisting my nipple. I feel you so fucking deep inside me I think I’m gonna burst. You try fucking me raw as my juices keep coming to soak your cock.You keep bringing me to the edge and back again, laughing. All they had done was kissed behind the gymnasium and admittedly had touched each other in a sexual manner under each other's clothing,they had no time for anything else because they had been discovered by Bro, Anselm who had immediately pulled them apart and soundly struck each one of them with his hand on their bottoms before informing Sr. Ethel who immediately requested the presence of Giselle and Javier in her private study. They looked at each other and smiled. "It's going to hurt,isn't it. “I’m so sorry Sir. I got distracted today and fell behind picking up.” She then bent over in front of me to grab the laundry basket sitting next to the coffee table, giving me a perfect view of her dangling tits and inviting cleavage. “I’m very, very sorry Sir” she kept repeating over and over as she began to pick up the wayward clothes, bending over each time at the waist. Each bend continued to give me great shots of her jiggling boobs. When she reached up to get the sock from the lamp.