As his hips hit me, he became a little lost in ecstacy and became a little clumsy with the knife, cutting me on my upper thigh when he slipped acciden...ally. I cried out accidentally, but, building with him building speed, he didnt seem to mind. He dropped the knife near my face and put his hand around my throat instead. His cock tore into me, I had never been less turned on in my life and it felt like he was literally ripping me open. With his left hand he reached down and violently moved my. I felt she sensed the same way about me, but was scared to make any advances to her. In those days it was very risky to try anything inappropriate, and settled for just seeing her as often as I could. I found a part time job in a restaurant helping out during rush hours from five to seven in the evenings, and on Saturday afternoons that gave me some pocket money. Now we could afford to go out more, and would often go to a pub for a drink. The pubs closed early in those days, around ten o'clock. "Don't be gentle with me", she snapped. "Damn it! I want you to eat, devour my cherry! I want..." Suddenly, the blonde smacked her pussy hard, making the girl scream with pleasure and delight. Cream spilled over her hand as she pinched the glistening pearl between thumb and middle finger while flicking gently with her tongue and circling with her pointer. The dark haired beauty forgot all else as desperation, need and lust drove her. The desire to be eaten hard was paramount. Reaching. Doesn’t it feel nice to be a good student?”I nodded, “Nice,” he mumbled, his conversational skills deserting him in the face of her, pleasant warmth. It felt too much like effort to think of words, now. Shabana could tell me what to say, what to think, and I could just agree. That was so much easier, I remembered now, and felt better. Shabana would teach, and I would learn.Shabana took my hand in hers, and said, “It’s so good that it’s all coming back to you, Rahul. But I think you’ll remember.