After fucking my face for a while, they dragged me to the toilet and ordered me to sit down with my head resting on the commode and to open my mouth w...de.I was a bit confused about what they were going to do next. To my surprise, Pandit bhaiya started pissing all over my face. Both of them slapped me and spat on me with such disgust. I felt so embarrassed and humiliated but at the same time my 5″ sissy clitty became harder.I accidentally gulped some of the golden nectar that had collected in my. The young men we had this year were tough as nails. Lots of them were black or Hispanic. As a Division Three College, Mason didn’t offer athletic scholarships. The young men and women who played for our sports teams did so because they loved it. They were also bright students. Academically, Mason College was a tough institution. Very hard to get into. Coach Ripley and I watched football practice. Tyrone was pretty good out there. Of course, almost anyone can shine one day and suck the next.. Or all the canceled trips and vacations because you couldn't get away from your work."Jason's voice had become bitter. Henry gave him a humorless grin. "And you're not mad at me at all, are you?"Jason fumed. He felt like his father had maneuvered him into that. "Just forget I said that," he said in a low voice."No, it makes perfect sense, Jason, for you to be upset. I can only repeat that the work I'm doing is very important." So you're saying you want to be closer to me, but you're not going. He told me to take off his belt. I carefully unbuckled it and began pulling it out of its loops. I handed it up to him. He doubled it ran it along my face, over my shoulders, across my tits. “Are you ready for your whipping, slave?” He asked me. I nodded my eyes hungry with desire. He pulled me up and led me to the wall. He told me to press my hands against it and to press my ass out. He told me to spread my legs wider. My skirt fell over my ass and he began striking me with the belt. The.