He looks down and sees the playful words splayed across the front "Too Much Fun". He laughs and smiles slyly while standing up. He places himself behi...d me and bends me over the side of the bed. He laughs again, this time at the back of my panties that read "Smack That". He playfully snacks my ass. "Harder." I moan, enjoying being toyed with. He smacks my ass again, much harder than before, making me shriek and moan at the same time. He roughly removes my panties. "Turn around and suck this. He grabbed my breast while his tongue went for my pussy. He pressed my breast with such a force as if he was kneading the dough for roti. The brut force felt good too and strangely made me feel wilder. He pinched my erect nipple over the blouse. I held his hair tight, partly because I was still standing over the stool and needed balance and partly because I was seriously enjoying it. His tongue first explored the outer walls and then dived deeper. He had a rough and long tongue. I felt as if. He moved to the left arm and did the same. Laughing as he moved to my left leg I began to struggle but could not get free. When he finished cranking both legs I was extremely stretched almost to the point of being in pain, next Dante put the crank in a slot near my groin and began to move my legs further apart. I panicked and pleaded for him to stop. Smiling he just replied not just yet and added several more turns. He had spread my legs at least another 6" to 8" and still was not finished. He. They’ll be so eager to make you happy once you’ve edited their background. Just change the circumstances of their lives, and they’ll be your little schoolgirl lovers.”I groaned. My head tossed around, staring at the other girls in my classroom. Babette Gagnon, the French beauty with her curly, brown hair; Courtney Franks, my daughter Sam’s friend and lesbian lover; and Evita Loyola, a sultry, Hispanic beauty who died her hair bleached-blonde, contrasting with her golden-brown skin. Those were.