.... Eh, eh, eh ...." gloussait-ilhilare.Son soutien-gorge et sa petite culotte entortill?e autour desa bite la faisait palpiter ? nouveau dans son ca...e?on, il se marrait sachantqu'elle ?tait nue sous sa tenue de jogging.- "Bordelje suis sur que ses t?tons doivent lui br?ler !...." se marrait-il? pensant combien ils devaient la fairesouffrir apr?s avoir ?t? suc?s, ?tir?s, maltrait?s, mordill?s de si sauvagefa?on, il voulait justement qu'elle soit meurtrie par leur frottement sur letissu. First day of changing seat wasn't bad and I was happy. Next day after first break while inside the class I felt a hand behind my back trying to put my shirt up and touch my back above my bottom. Our teacher was talking I couldn't even say a word. I tried to take his hand off , suddenly the other one put his hand in my leg and just move his hand every where . I would very quickly look them and bagging them to stop but they smiled at me and touching me . Second break every body go out of class I. She was begging me to be slow n gentle as it was hurting her. But d problem was i was not in my own control. I removed her bra n made d same justice to her left breast. I went up n saw her. She dint open her eyes yet. I asked her to open. She was not talking. I asked to open pls.She slightly opened her eyes n i slowly started kissing her lips. I was so slow n romantic. She too was responding well. I slid my hand through cleavage to her naval n started fingering it. I slowly went down n started. Pat nearly immediately demanded to switch seats with our old fetish friend Garth and his longtime girlfriend (and submissive) Linda, just so that she could sit next to Margot and help me feed her. I should have started to worry right about then. She was looking at my helpless slave girl the exact same way that a dog looks at a steak. When Pat gets an idea into her head, it's there to stay and she'll stampede forward no matter what obstacle gets into her way. Clearly, Pat was itching to get her.