I could feel all his hardness pressing against my body and he use to rub against my thighs and ass. One day he unzipped and took his throbbing cock in...front of me. This wasnt the first Cock i had seen in my life , so when he put my hand over his cock I grabbed it and played with it. He use to make me hold his cock. My natural instinct of being comfortable with cock made him very insisting to strip my salwar/trouser but I used to refused this favor to him. I barely used to get 10 minutes to eat. Unfortunately that day principle was not in the school then my class teacher told me to visit vice principal. Let me describe about my principal she was a beautiful lady who like dressed up very good she was having great figure of no exactly about 36-28-36 she looks damn when she wear jeans. She was of age 32 with well-maintained figure. I go to her office and ask mam about certificate. As my father guided me to tell him that to tell her that his father got transferred. She said okay i gave the. Now, there it was, right in front of her. She tip-toed over to the bed and bent over. She smelled something musky .. manly.Her eyes went to the towel and there, in one corner, was a raised puddle of something that looked a lot like pudding. It was thick and white. She shivered as she realized what it must be. She knew about masturbation, at least in theory. She often stroked herself in the shower, and sometimes in bed if she was too agitated to get to sleep. So that white stuff must have come. When the blindfold cam off, she saw the dark, powerful, black-clad stranger grinning wickedly down at her. Blushing with shame at her own excitement, she could imagine how her bound posture must thrust her breasts forward for his inspection as he yanked her skimpy brassiere free of her body. His touch expertly brought her nipples to a state of quivering stiffness, even as he just as expertly heated up her with solid, open-handed swats, administered while she was held forward with her arms.