She shrieked when she felt the loss of balance, but was completely pinned up between me and the wall, her beautifully delicate pussy exposed, already ...anging above my throbbing cock. It was just a matter of pointing it in the right direction and then forcing her down, using her own light weight to help me force myself in.First it just stretched inwards all the skin of her labia, so roughly that even the tip of my cock hurt. I grunted, she groaned in an alarmed way.I held her tightly, I wanted. They both came and sat on sofa and was seeing TV, at that time I was cleaning the vessels in the kitchen. My teacher shouted at me to make a coffee for both of they. I prepared 2 cups of coffee and gave them. At that time her friend saw me and gave a naughty smile. I was standing there while both were having coffee. They both finished and gave a cup with small amount of dark coffee at the bottom, my teacher asked me to drink that coffee from both the cups, I drank it as I was no option and then. Softly at first then it becomes harder and harder, making them red and stinging. You told me to wait while you went upstairs to get something. You came back holding the riding stick. With my tits still hanging out of my dress, you told me to sit on a chair facing you. I put my hands behind the chair and thrust my chest out. You start beating my tits with the stick. It hurts so much I can’t help by scream with every hit. I would even feel the sting before the stick touch my skin. You kept going. I was getting pats on the ass, then the pats led to slaps, that’s when daddy told me to go in the bedroom and remove my panties. When I returned and started serving drinks again, it felt like the kitchen was the only place where there wasn’t a hand on my bottom. Daddy’s friends were all the big, tough type of guys and I felt so small around them. I ask one of his friend about the teardrop tattoo under his eye and he told me about how many years he had done as he rubbed my ass under my skirt..