"She blushed and nodded, and I moved in for a deeper kiss, our tongues clashing with each other. I could taste a little of my own flavor, but it was m...stly her delicious lips and tongue that I focused on. My cock swelled against her thigh and she groaned, rolling her hips as the ship rolled beneath us.I broke our kiss and planted small kisses down her neckline, teasing her skin with my lips and tongue. Moving lower, I kissed along the top curve of her breasts, feeling her wet pussy pressing. Obediently I spread my legs conscious of the old men watching closely as my pussy opened in front of them the inside pink and wet and Ron’s cum still dripping out! It was enough to make me sob with the humiliation. ‘Come on slag masturbate show us how dirty slag like you gets her cunt off, get to work on that clitoris!’ Obediently I started to touch myself circling my clit with my finger conscious that my hips were beginning to move in time and my pussy was getting wetter and wetter, I could. Especially because of that damned collar. But what about third grade? Ihad heard ominous rumors. If those were to be trusted, the 'girls' had aball every Friday. Boys were imported to let them dance with a malepartner. If one boy (or several) wanted to stay the weekend with theirpartner - and the girl 'allowed' it, he would. It made my skin crawl.Those damned movies had not (yet) changed my feelings.So I tried to find a way to have her promise not to accept the thirdgrade.She interrupted my. I let go of the biggest load I have ever had. I just kept cumming and cumming for what seemed like forever. I felt like I had let out a gallon of it inside her.She reached another orgasm at the same time I started mine. She was shaking violently and bucking her hips up to meet mine. She screamed out a guttural sound that I thought was going to break my eardrums. Her fingers dug into my back and she was holding on for dear life. It took her several minutes to calm down and release my back.I.