She bent over and grabbed her ankles and begged them to spank her as she had every day the week prior. She had been humiliated being seen this way at ...he bus stop when the program first began. She realized that was nothing compared to the intense feeling of being watched by hundreds of laughing students – each giggle and guffaw reverberating through her body.“Please Miss Becky and Miss Heather accept my apology. I couldn’t help myself today. I was rude to you and I know that was wrong. I was. ‘For this,’ he presented our braided appendages,’ I needed this.’ ‘Oh! Of course. I’m glad I could help.’ I felt Lu’s over stuffed body roll out of bed. His clumsy movements screamed in my ears, intruding my dream and drowning out whatever gorgeous was going to say next. My conscious mind tried to grasp on to the dream, hold on to it through the semi alert moment. Searching for my dream man I wanted to stay with him, the feeling of security and content. Sadly the strain was in vain, I was. At some stage I noticed a movement out of the corner of my eye, and turned to see two guys filming us with sophisticated video cameras. It turned out that they had been at it all the time, but were at first concealed behind screens. But as the action got hotter they moved out into the room to get the best shots, including close-ups, of all that was going on. In the end they shot hours of film, and have made a lot of money by selling separate videos in porn shops around the world. So next time. Deondrey was in front of it about 5 seconds later knocking on my window. “Yo Nessa let me in.” I pretended not to too hear him. “Nessa don’t play me like that I can see you rite there let me in!” He said. I planned on yelling at him sooner or later so I opened my window. I waited for him to walk in, when he did before I could even say anything he started to french me. He slid his hand between my thighs and started to rub my pussy trough the shorts I was wearing. My mind was telling me to stop.