She thought to herself, should she scream or say something? She could see Mr. Davis still admiring her widely spread panties. After about ten seconds,...she quickly pressed the front helm of her school pinafore as hard as she can. That gave Mr. Davis a shock and he quickly told her that he was just looking for his missing memo paper and he found it.For the remaining time of the lesson, Abby tried to sit properly with her legs closed. However, after just a while, she had totally forgotten about it. A seering pain shot through me as he rammed his dick into my ass. I let out a cry. I was digging my own finger nails into my palms now! His hands firmly pulled my ass down on his cock. God your ass is so tight. damn right it was, I hadnt had alot of anal sex and he was the only guy who had fucked it without lub. He was mercyless…pushing in so hard, and if I hadnt cried when Millsy almost chocked me on his cock, I was openly crying now. A hand slapped down on my arse cheek, burning spreading. Paul felt a momentary flash of fear. The ropes were too tight and too well done. He knew he couldn't escape, and he began to panic. What if he didn't want to be fucked and used? Luckily there was the safe word. He began to struggle, desperately trying to undo the ropes. But it was impossible. All he managed to produce was a loud rustling and swishing noise from his plastic jacket, his nylon stockings and the PVC skirt. The noise only seemed to excite the man, whose cock bulged and hardened as. "I said, "Then let us find out. Start kicking me very lightly and get harder each kick and I will tell you when it feels right."She said, "Okay," and started kicking. The first few were very light and then a good solid kick came. It felt good, so good, that I felt my load coming, and before I said anything more, she kicked again. This felt better but my balls started yelling at me. I didn't care though, and told her, "Just like that! Do it again." She did and I said, "Again and again!" I then.