Ahan jaisi awaz nikal rahi thi aur mera dhakke charamseema par tha ek dam jadd tak chud rahi thi uske kate lund se sach aisa lund har jawan ladki ki k...lpana hoti hai ao ekdam romantic hokar mujhe chod raha tha ohhhhhhhh mallika tum sach me mere lund ki mallika ban gai ho aaahh ahhhh ahhhhhh aur lo meri janemannnhhh chodte chodte jor ka jab dhakka lagta to uska lund meri chut ki jadd tak sama jata aur main har jhatke ka usi josh se swagat karti kareeb adhe ghante tak chodkar wo zammen par jhadd. And it wasn't just from her abused vagina that the blood was seeping out. Her nose was pressed against the kerb. Her hair was pasted over her bare shoulders and flecked with coal dust and rubbish. Her limbs were splayed out awkwardly. Her clothes were filthy and ripped and had been tossed over her naked body, but Olive was still too bruised and shocked to tidy herself up.It took a while for her body to recover from the immediate pain. But recover she always did. This wasn't the first time she'd. She wondered idly if the room numbers were the teacher's ages and found herself smiling. When she turned to the doorway of room 110, she saw a young girl sitting at the desk."Ms. Carlson," she said hesitantly, wondering if it was she or a student teacher.The pretty girl looked up and smiled. She stood to greet Stephanie, offering her hand. "Yes, I'm Kelly Carlson. Call me Kelly please."Stephanie looked into the teacher's pretty eyes and found herself at a loss for words."And you are?" Kelly. This was different.She opened the door and saw a young woman a little older that she was and much less clean cut. "Are you my tutor this week?" Riley asked."Yeah, I am." The woman said with a smile. "I'm Katie."Katie walked right in with her bag and sat on the couch. Riley followed and asked, "What are we doing this week? My Dad didnt tell me yet." I'm sure he didnt." Katie said with a smile. "You'll be learning about yourself, sweetie."Tiley just wore a confused face, and had no idea what that.