Her fingers rubbed up and down the big vein on the underside of my cock, like a woman's vagina does when she's riding you reverse-cowboy style. It was...almost like fucking, the sensations were overwhelming.She brought my attention to her face as she continued to stroke me. “Look in my eyes, little one,” she said. I looked up and locked my eyes with hers. Just like with my Mommy, I melted and my body went limp (except for my cock) as our souls connected and she devoured my will with her gaze. I. As soon as I heard the boy on the bottom begin to moan again I knew Bruce was sliding his man meat back and forth into his bung. Bruce said to his sex mate '...don't worry we gonna take our sweet time and breed this ass real good. When we finish you gonna be our bitch for ever, you like that don't you. Answer me like we told you too...' The young boy whimpered '...yes daddy, I'll be your bitch y'all can fuck me anytime...' Suddenly without warning a hand clamped over my mouth and strong hands. We were seated towards the end knowingly. She was wearing a kurti and leggings.I slid my hand under her kurta and started playing with her bare skin. My fingers went round and round on her smooth skin. She was shivering with my touches. I slowly started digging my finger into her navel, and she let out her first moan.I stopped as we were still in the class, but my hand was still inside her kurta.After 2-3 minutes, she bent and kissed my other hand, which was on the desk. I looked at her, and. “My, my,” she said, “is that all for me?” I just grunted a little, hunching my hips against her.Turning to face me, Celeste pressed her palm against my cheek and softly kissed me, letting me taste her lips for the briefest of seconds. “Make love to me, Brad. Please. Make me feel alive.”Taking my hand in hers, she slid it inside the shirt and around one of her breasts. The night we’d spent together flashed across my mind again, and I knew I didn’t want a repeat of that particular.