.I smell smoke. Have you been smoking in here?" She saidpulling me into the hall. I could see a couple of girls standing by theirlockers watching us."...ell? I want an answer! Were you smoking in there?" she demanded."No sister....it wasn't me." I looked over at the girls standing there andthey kind of looked afraid."Well, who was it then, young lady? Tell me this minute!" Sister Barbara hadme shaking."I don't know Sister.....I was in a stall and I didn't see their faces." Ibegged. I looked at. So early in the morning was a good time for that. I reached school a little later than expected. I reached by 7:15 and the bus was already about to leave. We reached the door and I made Komal climb up the bus. The door closed and the bus moved on. I waved Komal and was about to turn around and move towards my Activa. Before I could turn around a hand came and reclined on my waist. I got terrified and turned towards the direction. It was the same male teacher who had fucked me before in the. My legs rested on his shoulders as he stood there and fucked my ass with short, quick thrusts. I groaned as the tattooed man shoved his dick into my upside down mouth, filling my throat with a cock that just fucked my ass. He held my throat down firmly as he fucked my pussymouth."You like taking it from both ends like a whore? You like the feel of a real man fucking you don't you, faggot? You exist solely for our pleasure now, bitch," growled the owner as he fucked me hard. All I could so was. But they only led my eyes upwards to the wondrous spectacle of her ass. A single drop of moisture began to roll down the luscious curve of her buttocks, stopping at that sweet inward angle where her cheeks met her thighs. I wanted to dive forward and catch that drop on my tongue, but I restrained myself understandably. Still, despite what I knew to be right and wrong, I was getting hard. I had to get out of there, now. Any second she would turn and see me, and my obvious arousal, and it would.