Lena wheezed in pain. I hit it again, and again ..the fourth and fifth blows in the gut were strong, Lena was already bouncing on her heels from the b...ow, bent over in pain, and holding her hands on my hand, which squeezed her throat. She coughed and groaned. I grabbed her by the bars and kicked her in the nose with a full swing. ..She stepped back abruptly, a blood flowed from her nose, her arms hung down, her head hung down. I raised my fists and walked towards her. I punched her three. He looked at his cock, lying deep in her cleavage. It was an amazing sight, her massive tits completely enveloping his cock with just the purple head peeking out from between the two fleshy pillows.She placed her hands on the outer sides of her tits and pressed them together, trapping his raging hard-on between them. She started sliding up and down his cock, spitting into the valley between her tits to lubricate his cock as she rocked back and forth on her knees."How does that feel?" she asked. Emily was cooking some bacon while she mixed batter for pancakes. Sure, I was horny from two near misses, but the food smelled great. I sat at the table and watched her make breakfast as I sipped a good cup of coffee. Soon, she was plating a short stack and some bacon for two. She reached across the table to hand me mine, letting her robe slip open in the process. I got a good glimpse of those lovely breasts, and couldn’t help but notice that despite the heat in the kitchen, her nipples were. I won't be too cruel."Her remark did little reassure me and we minced down the corridortogether into our English class. We had a new English mistress calledMistress Jackson for that class and she had a reputation for strictness.Woe betide any sissy or indeed a real girl who faltered or failed toachieve at least a 'C' grade. Fortunately the bimboised sissies were rostered to another class. Allthe pupils called her 'Stonewall Jackson', because she was reputed tohave a heart of stone and no.