We eventually came to call ourselves 'The Legion of the Doomed'. The handful of eighth grade boys who were our tormentors we called 'The Dim Patrol'.E...cept for Chet, the rest of us were definitely the 'Braniacs' of the seventh grade boys. Chet was no dummy, but his status as a member was based on his size.'Chubby Chet' as our tormentors called him was built like a cross between the Michelin Man and that Marshmallow monster character from the movie Ghostbusters. 'The Marshmallow Man' was the. ” He tapped my thigh lightly. “Please, I don’t want – ” “You think I didn’t hear you in your bath last night?” I felt my face heat up at his words. “You’re a little slut.” He hissed in my ear and I gasped as his knees forced my legs apart. “You want my cock, little slut?” His thumb slipped between my folds before thrusting fingers into me. I cried out in pleasure as he rubbed my G-spot. He continued thrusting his fingers into me hard enough to press me into the desk with each shove. It felt. Whenever I apply break she keep her on my thighs not even thighs on my penis that feel wow I felt something in me, I felt she should unzip and shake that. She kept doing many times, I felt that she is doing deliberately and I kept applying break :p one stage she palm on my zip she didn’t take , she slowly started to press she clearly got my hard shape on my pant zip. I felt bit shivered and at the same time enjoyed. I didn’t say any single word to her, she started to touch with her finger and. We decided to keep a small party for them so that we celebrate… One thing I forgot to tell u when my sis was back I noted a bit change in her behavior she used to talk we me more and used move very sexily shaking her ass when I was around and even sometimes she used to brush it with me I thought that might my imagination nothing more..We kept a small party for them only few of our friends n relatives were around my sis came I was astonished to see her she had wore same tight skirt and nice.