Turning the flow control from pulse to massage you once again aim the water directly onto your clit, the needle-like spray of water and your probing f...ngers start your juices flowing freely from your pussy. Your fingers flash in and out of your pussy, rubbing and probing at your G-spot, working up into a frantic rhythm, your breathing becomes more rapid, your chest flushes, your pulse races as you continue to finger fuck yourself, until SNAP, your pussy clamps down on your fingers, your juices. I ran a finger inside my shirt collar and found it sopping wet with perspiration. Most baffling. I awkwardly unbuttoned the collar as I spoke."Really, Miss Collins. You're putting me in a bit of a difficult spot. Surely you understand that I cannot allow other... considerations to take preference over... Miss Collins! My word!" Stop nattering, darling," Joan said matter-of-factly as she rose to her feet. "We both know what's going to happen here."She crawled up onto my desk on her hands and. I had graduated from High School with a 4.0 GPA. I was accepted to many universities, but even with financial aid, my mother couldn't afford for me to go away, so I went to the city college. As a part- time job, I work as a tutor, mainly in math and science because those are my best subjects. That is how I met Sara Simmons, the girl of my dreams.In a single word, she can and always be described as perfect. Every part of her body is flawless, and it almost hurts me not to be intimate with her.. Brave Rogesh ... handsome Rogesh..." In that moment, his virtues flooded her trauma addled mind. Rogesh would be her savior. All she needed to do was to make him happy. She needed to touch him and to be touched, as she wanted to do with other boys. Was not kind, sweet, brave Rogesh as worthy as any man she had ever thought of in this way? Was not this a price she was not only willing to pay, but a payment she was longing to make?Last night, after Sandra had left the room, Ranna had eagerly.