And he has a name... Marcus.’ Could it be that I never settled on a fantasy student because I had ruled out all the black male students I’ve had? ...as I secretly prejudiced? Would thinking about a black student when I’m with Brad make me more excited? Less? I pushed that thought aside roughly with a shake as I tried to look authoritative. I dropped my arms and smoothing out my cream colored blouse to defend against lecherous teenaged eyes. I remembered the day I had on my pink bra and panties. She then made me to turn and took a pipe from the toilet and started to hit me with it in my ass. My ass became red and it was about to bleed. She then said, you liar you should be punished severely and she made me to lie and she started to lift her saree and her petticoat and removed her panties. She sat over my face and started to piss like anything, she pissed for almost 5 minutes. A huge load piss, I drank a bit of her dirty piss. She then made to put my face in the toilet and she asked me. “I heard you talking about ‘how hard it was’ not to mention his cock has been in your hand up until a second ago,” I said.“It’s just innocent fun. Reggie told me his dick gets super hard when he’s drunk, and he dared me to feel it,” she said.“Are you serious?” I shouted.“I was curious. I swear, that’s all,” she replied.“What were you so curious about?” I asked.“I wanted to know how big he was, and if he was really that hard,” she replied.“I can’t believe you were fondling another man’s dick in. The air whistled out of the teat cups. He put the cups on my nipples and immediately sucked tight to my chest. I'm scared and I cried briefly. The people clapped. The suction effect became stronger and my nipples were "attacked". I screamed, raged especially the male audience. It was as if my nipples were long drawn by a iron-hand, whether it was at all possible or not. I made short thoughts to my implants. Now I was milked properly, the rubber teat in the teat cups subjected alternately on my.