I later came to know about it.A girl joined. She is the heroine of the story. Her name is Sweety. When I looked at her for the first time, I got blown...by seeing her face that is such a cute and chubby. When she smiled she got a dimple on her cheek and her body is damn hot with a good figure (32-26-34). I was waiting for a chance to talk with her. To my surprise, she came and sat in front of my bench. Days were going fine. One day Sweety was sleeping a due to a headache. She wore a tight sweater. Miller used his free hand to force my head down. No, slut you let him fuck you. Let him use your mouth &hellip, thats what your holes are for &hellip, to get used by cock, whatever cock I want. He moaned as he watched his dock start to fuck my face and his fingers slid out of me. Suddenly I felt something much larger and in one swift move he shoved all ten inches of his cock up my tiny thirteen year old cunt. I screamed around Dukes pistoning cock gagging and crying. Last night Mr. Miller had. The shower of water had started rising us down from three sides, but we were oblivious in our fun. Mrs Davies was leaning against the side of the shower, her huge breasts sliding around against the glass. She was grinding her fat ass back and down onto my face. From this angle her behind looked more massive than ever, and I couldn’t get enough of it. She was riding my face as soon as I got my mouth buried at the top of her pussy, and I started sucking and playfully gnawing at her. “Oh fuck yes. You,we sit facing each other,staring deeply into each others eyes,,,not a word is spoken,but each seems aware of the others thoughts...simultaneously our fingers reach outand the tips of our fingers touch,,,suspended in the space between us,,,yet our arms never tire,,,it is as though they are suspended in spacesupported by unseen spirits,,,,it is as though we ourselvesare suspended in time,,,......our breathing becomes as onepracticed in unison,,,calm,,,,deepand coming from the depths of our.