He winced, but kept watching. He’d accepted his punishment and was no longer fighting, nor even speaking as he stared through the strange window. In...that moment, Janie came to a decision. She hit him again, harder. He winced but continued to watch the fortune teller build towards orgasm. “They are beautiful, aren’t they?” Sister Evangelina asked, whispering into John’s ear. His loins quivered at her voice. He was already painfully hard, and just squirming in his seat was enough to build him up.. ....................................The minutes quickly ticked by, before I knew it the clock on the wall hadmade it's way to 7.10pm, the evening sunshine had dwindled & it hadstarted to get dark.I couldn't believe what I was doing. Of course, I had dressed all my lifeand had long dreamed of this kind of experience, but here I was and it wasactually happening to me right now. I had recently turned 24 years old, myadult male life could best be described as 'largely insignificant'. I hadstruggled. Sitting up fully, I spread my legs wide. I lowered one hand to spread my lips and with the other, slid my middle finger over my throbbing bud slowly, just enough to tease him. I heard him gasp, a slow smile spreading across his face. I watched as his hand reached to down to grab his thick, now fully erect manhood, and begin tugging in swift movements. Not taking my eyes off him, I slid a finger deep inside my cunt and, matching his rhythm, started fucking myself. Looking around, I could see. I let that information sink in and told him he might have to be gentle with me and he promised that he would be as gentle as a lamb. But they all say that and then once they had that huge cock buried to the hilt, there was no telling what they would turn into. Martin had his oiled hand over his thick cock as we typed to each other and slowly moved his hand up and down, while he told me just what he planned to do with my tight ass cheeks when he got his hands on them. His cock knew exactly what.