"Her legs squeezed my neck tighter. "So you forgive me?" There's nothing to forgive. You made a little mistake... we all do from time to time. But if ...ou ever feel like doing something like that again, think about the possible consequences. If you had locked those feelings in me I might have injured one of you girls and if that happened I'd never be able to live with myself. But you didn't and we'll teach you how to control your talent so that won't happen."I gave her butt another squeeze and. She is wearing salwar kameez and it was easy to access her mound. I started touching and cupping her mound. Just think how fantastic it was, cupping a woman mound in a running train by having her husband very near to us and many others sleeping in same cabin. One thing I want to mention, she is having perfect pussy, which is like poori puffed up and solid. Then I moved to her boobs and started feeling them from all the sides. I done that for some time and tried to feel her nipples but looks. And then after school was over, he would go home and jack off at least a couple times every night as his imagination had Miss Jones sucking his cock and fucking him in every possible way. If she knew all the things he thought up, she would have been impressed with his imagination.This Friday in May started out like all the others. The first thing Bill did when he arrived at school was to try and track down Miss Jones to see what she was wearing today. Would it be one of her summer dresses,. I slapped her."I want to see some enthusiasm from you, slut. And if you don't show it, I'm going to force it out of you."The tears began again and this time I was totally thrilled. I needed them, evidence of my power over her. I slapped her face again, this time harder."Fine, Denise, cry. You're such a slut that you'll fuck me all the same. I've said throughout that you could leave if you wanted to and this time is no different. But you'll put up with it because you are a slut and nothing.