I took my bandanna and put it over my face after wetting it in the pitcher of water that was on the table. I went to the door put my hand on it. It wa... hot, so I knew better than to open it. My only recourse was to try to break through the wall. This room had a small stove in the front corner on the other side of the window. There was a poker in a little stand beside it. I took the poker and started beating on the wall.The plaster on the wall began flying away and I found the thin-boarded slats. ?Find yourself some space,? Angela calls, waving vaguely.I look around and come to the same conclusion that many of Angela’s students do. There was nowhere else but the floor. I push a couple of the piles of books to one side and squat down, cross-legged, on the carpet, looking up at her. She likes that.Angela swings her chair around to face me. She puts down the unlit cheroot she has been chewing on in, defiant against the college’s attempts to outlaw all forms of tobacco abuse. She brushes. He then told my BFF to rub my ass and lick my ass whole. She did this all too eagerly (which got all three of us very excited). When he felt hard enough he laid me down on my stomach and told Jaime (my BFF) to push his cock into my nice and wet ass hole. She pushed him into me and he fucked my ass as I screamed in amazement. I loved his cock in my ass and begged for him to go harder! He did so and ordered Jaime to spank me lightly which she did. He then told her to turn to get closer she he. I couldn't really tell if she was trying to play with me or if she was truly trying to apologize for one of her major teenage mistakes. One part of me was really curious about finding out, while the other part of me so desperately clung to this shadow that still hung over Emanuelle, and tried to get me out of this situation as fast as possible. I decided to make a daring move to find out more about her intentions: “No it's not. I can forgive you; that is, if you can prove me you're ready to,.