I was working on getting today’s test graded in my room. “Mr. D.?” I heard a familiar voice say. “Yes, Michelle. What can I do for you?” I s...id attempting to suppress the image of her white pantied crotch and tan creamy thighs. She closed my door, and came and sat in her desk. This made me slightly nervous. Not only was I alone with a female student in a closed room, but it was the same on I’d been up skirting earlier that day. “I guess I’ve just been sad lately. I just really miss Mrs. D. I. She startedto probe with the thin, rounded end of the plug, just opening me alittle at first, then withdrawing. Each time she seemed to penetrate alittle deeper than before, or held it longer before withdrawing theplug again. All the time Roberta calmed me with her gentle words andgentle hands. Then more lubrication and more massage from her fingersbefore she used the plug again. Eventually, I felt my ring contractand I knew I had taken the plug. I sighed deeply. "Nearly there,"whispered. He seemed stunned by her keenness but quickly regained his composure. He grabbed her breasts and squeezed them hard with one hand as he squeezed her ass with the other. This was getting her so worked up that I could see her pussy – her hungry pussy - was already dripping wet...“I'm gonna fuck da shit outta you, whore!” he said leaning down pulling her face to his.“No one can out-fuck me!” she said, spearing her tongue deep into his unsuspecting mouth.He reached behind her and gabbed her ass. Never inmy life had I felt so vulnerable, so afraid.At last we stopped walking, and he removed my blindfold. He tookfrom his pocket a triangle of black plastic, and carefully tiedit as a head scarf over my head, knotting it under my chin, andpulling it well forward. "Looks like rain." he said, with anunpleasant laugh.By the light of the full moon I started to take in mysurroundings. As I had guessed, we were in the middle of a largewood. Black clouds raced across the sky, from time to.