“The big one isn’t going on your clit. It’s going inside you.” I balked at his words, instinctively trying to close my legs. “Sir! No, it’... too big, it’s going to hurt!” He laughed and pressed my thighs apart wider with ease, holding them down against the bed as I struggled against his grip. “You can pretend you don’t want it if you’d like, Sara. Just remember you told me about your fantasies. Even the one where you have someone’s hand stuffed inside your cunt.” His words dripped with venom and. You continued to make the most casual of conversation. With your arms folded under your breasts like that, somehow or other, your thumb started to move, almost unnoticeably, across your nipple. I got hard as soon as that nipple did. It wasn't hard to see when it began poking through the thin material of your camisole and blouse. My hand slid between your arms and your breast. No one else could see that my knuckles began to replace the stimulation of your thumb. You smiled and leaned forward. He soon followed shooting another load deep inside her. I looked at the clock at it was only 5:30am and we're usually late risers so my wife knew if they stayed quiet nobody would be getting up for a few more hours.My wife finally said, "Are you finished yet?"Anthony said, "No way, I've got a lot more where that came from!" The both giggled quietly and I noticed his cock slipping out of her again followed by a stream of cum which dripped on the floor. He pulled her off the counter walked over. At their level they get to wear sports bras or bind their breasts like Annie and Crystal, but still can’t wear t-shirts. The boys get to wear a jock and cup. Underwear over top is optional.How did I know what they had under their Gis? Because I did the same as I had with the other students, except I didn’t need to hold back with them.They aren’t going to hold back on me.I had stripped the shirt, sports bra and pants off one of the girls using a mixture of third level moves form here and sixth.