.He just spitted on his dick to lubricate and shoved it deep in my tight pink hole to sodomize me..I moaned with pain and pleasure.He held from my thr...at and biting from my neck,blowing air to my ear..i felt his balls pounding my asscheeks..i could hear the sound..echoing in the woods..This innocent looking school boy was talking dirty to me whilst screwing me in the middle of the forest...'''Do you like my dick bitch ha?'' '' I make you my woman and cocksucker''''Let me strech your butthole. Christina was sure she should be doing something, but she wasn't sure what it was."There now," said Mr. Warren "You'll be much more comfortable there. You're much more comfortable now, aren't you Christina."There was a strange buzzing at the base of her skull. She was being asked a question. She knew she should answer. She couldn't."Hmm," said Mr. Warren and went to his desk he fiddled with something and the strange buzzing changed slightly."You're feeling much more comfortable now, right. Tale to barite sob janajani hoe jabe. Tui to pill khas ami jani. Ei bhabe aro khanik chodar por, dada amay shuie dilo upur kore. Amar pa dutoke pechon theke khule amar gude barata bhore chudte thaklo. Amar ei style ta notun laglo nischoy or girlfriender kach theke amdani. Kintu byapok lagchilo ei bhabe chudte. Er por ami bollam dada anek chudechis tui amay ebar ami tor opor uthi. Dada bollo ay. Dada shue porlo ar ami or opor uthe or barata ekbar bhalo kore chuse nilam, dada bollo ore pagli. He was still wearing his t-shirt and I frowned, holding out a hand to pause him.“Why’ve you got your shirt on?” I asked. It shouldn’t have mattered but it was a dream so the stupid things mattered and bizarrely, I wanted to see his tattoo. I’d only ever seen the part on his neck and I desperately wanted to know what the rest of it was.He sat up, his cock easing out of me as he pulled off the shirt and I stared at his chest because the tattoo was a tattoo of my sister and how could it be when.