Fuck!’
I began my meal again, with the added thrill of a wriggling movement alien to that which Rachel’s generated, in that sweet tasting pussy of hers. Xxx ‘I’m sorry sir, so sorry.’
‘I think that it is too late for that Rachel.’
I undid my fly, allowing my under-pressure penis to make a bid for freedom and moved my fingers to my shirt buttons, the garment of which I promptly removed, while glowering at the nervous pupil before me. ‘Take hold of my cock and move the skin over it backwards and forwards, you little slut!’ I demanded. ‘I am supposed to teach you lessons.’
‘Yes Mr. She complied with the first part of my instructions, with room to spare, with an inch of shaft visible below, between and above her small hands that struggled to fold around my manhood’s circumference.
