She played with her nipples with one hand as she swiftly moved faster and faster circling her clit counter-clockwise. She began to moan a bit as she s...itched her imagination to being in an empty classroom with her teacher. She pictured herself staying after class to ask him a question, but really her intentions were much dirtier. He went to her desk where she sat in front, like always, he grabbed her hand, and pulled her up towards his chest. They were so close; she could feel his warm breath. "The big man smiled and bowed, and then he took Connie by the upper arm and all but dragged her from the room. She had to run to keep up with him as they left the tent and walked across the sand to another, smaller tent. Since her arms were still tied behind her, she had trouble keeping up and fell twice.Once inside, the giant discarded his wide loincloth and displayed his proud manhood, a thick snake of prodigious size, even bigger than the sultan's. Connie watched it fill and rise, horrified.. Maine kaha jarur aunty unhone puch tumhari koi gf h kya, maine kaha abhi tak to nai h aunty to vo boli tum jhut bol rahe ho na tum itne handsome ho or koi gf nai aisa kaise ho sakta h?Maine b puch liya aunty college mai aapka koi bf tha kya to vo thoda chup ho gai maine kaha aunty yadi aap share nai karna chati to mat karo koi baat nai usne kaha beta aisi koi baat nai h mera bf tha or maine ussi se shadi ki hai maine kaha aunty aap to bahut lucky ho is par vo boli beta tumhe nai pata mai kitne. Naked. Hanging so my toes scrape a hollow in the mud.My nipple crying from the knife that he split it open with.Blood washing off me in the rain.And the whip.Sweet delicious agony.Hate it. Want it. Again, I hope. I don't want it to stop.I'm in a special place. Stop. Don't stop.And he fucks me. Of course he does. He's enjoying it, but I think I'm enjoying it more, but he doesn't even know...Part 9 – The GuyThe look on her face was one of need, perhaps of want too. The cry from my throat as I.