“For fuck’s sake, lad. You’re not shy, are you?”He whipped my boxers down. I stepped out of ‘em. He looked me up and down.“Mmm. Fine figur... of a boy…and not a bad dick as well.”This was weird. Then he started playing with himself, having a good tug on his big fat dick.“Well come on, lad. Get it hard. We can’t have a dick fight if you don’t get it hard.”We were both standing there naked, face to face. My bird’s Dad, he jacked his cock till it got hard. When I saw it throbbing all stiff and red,. She hadn't spent all night being fucked, playing with cock and being spread against the hotel glass, teased til she was a sweaty imprint on the glass then pulled onto the bed and fucked til she screamed.Cornelia rolled over the bed, swinging her long legs to the carpet. With a few steps she found her way to her high heels and slipped them on. The dress was lying, sticky with spent spunk, on the floor. With a grin, she pulled it up then slipped it it on, smoothing the stains away, wondering if. Who are the teachers that knows about me? Is there more girls involved?”Sarah smiled and said; “I can’t tell you, they have to let you know, and about more girls, yes there are 3 more you don’t know about. Try to find them.” She had a big grin on her face. “It’s getting late we need to get to class.”We then rushed out of the girls room. I got to my first hour class only 10 minutes late. I walked in and handed Mr James Bell (my English teacher) the note from Mr Kenny. I sat down at my desk. I. I also bent my body under the cot. He started glazing at my hanging and bulging breasts. He was attempting to touch my big and bulging breasts without minding. I did not at all object for his touching them since his hand-touch is taking me to heaven. I stood up and by now my wet sari fell down almost. He caught it from falling down and covered my shoulders but I wanted his touch again and again. I called him to the bath room. He touched my breasts and started squeezing them excellently. I.