.German: Shut up you dirty whore – you fucking cock-teasing bitch. I’ll show you how to tease with a cock. I’ll bareback your fucking cunt. He p...lled his belt from his jeans and efficiently secured her wrists behind her back- holding her thrashing legs and pulled her limp panties from an ankle then thrusting them in her mouth. German: You want to play, huh? I have been waiting to play with you all term, snooty bitch. With this he knelt on the back of her legs and picked up another belt with he. He put his finger on her bottom lip and opened her mouth.“Show me your tongue.”Rachel did.Mr. Farrell’s old face leaned in close, and Rachel thought he was about to kiss her. Instead, he stuck his tongue out and gave her tongue a big lick. Then another, and another, and another. He kept going, moaning and groaning. Rachel started to whimper. His tongue was all over her mouth, it was weird how the saliva was being distributed, dribbling down her chin and wetting her lips. It was also kind of. To me, monogamy was the scariest word in the English language. The thought of not being able to have sex when I wanted, with whomever I wanted frightened me. Then a thought occurred that frightened me even more. What if I wasn't able to get out of this situation with my friendship intact? A relationship was the last thing I wanted, but losing Cameron's friendship would be a nightmare. I had other friends from high school, of course, and new friends at college, but no one so close, and I knew. The notebook slid off his lap and he dropped the pen, scrambling at his pants to pull his cock out. He gripped it tightly, stroking himself as he watched his girlfriend beg to be fucked, his hand gripping his shaft, stroking slowly, lost in the scene playing out in front of him. "Yes! Sorry, Sir!" she wailed desperately, "your slut was wrong, please, Sir, have your pleasure with me, take your slut’s cunt!" Ratcliff grinned and glanced at his associate. Mr. Monroe pulled the chain to the side.