Madame Destry sat there silently. “I was wearing my short skirt…with no panties, and he put his hand on my knee. I spread my legs, and he slid hi... hand up my inner thigh,” Delaney said; her skin starting to flush. “Was your pussy freshly shaved?” Madame asked. “Yes. I just had it waxed the day before. It was smooth and bare…very sensitive,” Delaney told her. “I bet he really loved that big, fat clit of yours. I swear you almost have a mini cock when it’s erect,” Madame laughed. Delaney. Mr. Weston, I do not think you should be involved in this discussion." Sir, I disagree. Anything that involves Miss Moltalvo ... I mean Marie, here ... will probably involve me, too."That stopped him for a moment, but only for a moment. Oh, well, I had not expected it to be that easy."Miss, it has come to my attention that you are in a situation that makes it impossible for us to allow you to continue your studies in our high school. Could you please leave the school premises without any. I started entering her saree suddenly from below. She got shocked and tried to clamp down her legs. I kept moving inward. Her resistance melted. I reached her panty. It was burning. My skilled hands played mafic inside her. She was moving in all directions due to pleasure.I would pierce deep my fingers at the place of her hole, and she would jerk herself a bit. In a few minutes, I could feel moisture inside, which means she was enjoying it fully. I sometimes rubbed vigorously, sometimes just. .'Carl meanwhile had returned from the yogurt counter with a small plastic bowl. He stood patiently by as Eric continued to work Angie's pussy with long, deliberate strokes.Angie, meanwhile, was shaking and trembling as she came closer to orgasm; her legs went out from under her occasionally, but Eric simply held her up in position by her hips, rutting her in mid-air as her feet scrambled weakly to regain their footing like Bambi on ice.Suddenly she screamed and bucked, and Eric calmly pulled.