She knew she was in trouble, as she made her way to the next class. That first day, Jenny felt like she was in the deep end of the pool, without a li...ejacket. As the week progressed, Jenny felt like she was going under. Remembering what the track coach had said, Jenny fired off an email to her, asking if she could meet up that night. The coach sent a reply back within the hour, and said Jenny would be expected.Jenny went to the coach’s office, and began to tell the coach of the week, and. And right now I want to you to come again.”The second time I came much quicker. My orgasms were just as intense as the first time, maybe even more so, but I didn’t pass out, I finally tried to close my legs and squirm away, “No more! I can’t take any more!”Mistress slapped my swollen clit with her hand. I yelped in pain. “You are thinking again. You are to come how I want, as many times as I want.”“Yes, Mistress,” I sobbed.“Come for me, five more times, and we’ll call it a day.”“Five?” I cried. A second after she’d spoken they were glancing about trying to see who else was in the trees. While the men did that, I took the opportunity to speak to the woman again.“I’m not looking to cause any trouble,” I shouted over to the woman. “I just came here to speak to you. If these villagers can put down their weapons and back off, we can do that.”The woman looked at me strangely for a moment or two and then stammered something to the men. The men didn’t take too kindly to what the woman said.. Then I dropped her saree pallu and mashed my face against her breasts on her blouse itself. I kissed her deep cleavage and unhooked all the four hooks of her blouse.Her breasts were captured in a red bra. Her white breast flesh was looking so delicious in her skimpy red bra. I started massaging her bra-clad breasts, aunty was enjoying a lot. I unhooked her bra and started sucking her huge soft breasts. Aunty was cooing sexily, and I was getting all the hornier by her acts.All of these happened.