I wanted her blood to flow directly to her little bud of pleasure while I was massaging her. The music switched to a soft hip swaying number and my ha...ds began to work on her calves. They were firm and smooth like I just knew they were. The years of being athletic had marked her for my approval. I kneaded the muscles and flesh and looked up to see her head turned to the side. Her eyes were closed and she was completely concentrating on my touch. My hands slid seductively up to her upper thigh.. " My words are the only thing piercing through her heavy breathing. I rest my left hand on her stomach, urging the feeling of containment. My movement doesn't stop, my own breathing coming faster. Over and over my fingers thrust up against her button, the muscles in my arm tight. I start pushing harder, attempting to build up the feeling for her. Chanel's moaning gets louder in return. "Fuck, you are so wet," I say, watching her head push back into the mattress. "It feels so good," she cries,. I began to fuck her, slowly and sensually. I pushed in and out of her tight pussy, rhythmically filling her until I bottomed out at her cervix, and then pulling out until only the head of my penis remained in her. She moaned in pleasure uncontrollably through the make-shift gag as her pussy was stretched and fucked like never before. Her moans of lust became more and more frantic until she finally came, her pussy clamping down on my cock as she writhed in her bonds. When she was finished. I took advantage of the situation to punch Ricky in the thigh again."Matt Ford!" Mrs. Hailey looked at me and I sat up straight real quickly, figuring I was busted, and Ricky was muttering under his breath."Huh?" I looked at her and then I wondered for a second if it was my grandma who was dead."You need to go to the principal's office," the old teacher said."What? Why me?" I frowned. "What did I do?" I don't know," she shrugged. "Just get your things..."The kid who'd brought the note was a.