He was a lot like the old joke, “What do you get when you cross a parrot with a Tiger? Well it’s a funny looking thing, but when it talks, you lis...en.”William knew from an early age that people listened to him. He was a fairly good-looking guy, and along with his resounding voice the combination was devastating. He looked more like a movie star than a normal little boy. He was only in the fifth grade and had little knowledge of sex, so when his teacher, Miss. Culbertson suggested he go to bed. I was so focused on the tit play that I hadn’t noticed Sarah’s hand on the boy’s crotch. Backing up the video, I watched as Sarah slid her hand to squeeze and fondle the boy’s cock through his shorts.Sarah stopped him again, standing up facing the camera. She took her hair out of the ponytail in a very sexy move. She moved to hand to her shorts, unsnapping and pulling them down. She had the cutest thong on that barely covered her pussy. Again, looking right into the camera, she slipped off her. I was at the Salon – my arms and feet clipped to four chains, my body half hanging out of a leather sling. A woman pushed her whole hand inside me and I somersaulted, tumbling through space until my body arced , throwing her back and nearly removing several teeth. Tonight it is enough and I have to stop. His hand is large and I am overwhelmed. Or so I thought until he begins to work on my bottom. Something is inside me – it is not big but moves insistently and rapidly. My voice starts somewhere. He played with her clit with one hand, and the other supported her as he rocked her up and down on his cock. Tears strolled down her eyes. It felt so good, she had to cry, just a little. She’s never felt so much pleasure in her life. With her on the wall, his cock inside her hot, throbbing pussy, his hand rubbing her clit, he could easly suck on her breasts. He moved from one breast to another, and she was ready to come again. She came, screaming loudly, tears still trickling down her face,.