..and he wasn’t offering her to get off the rack either. That terrified her, what if he raped her…forever? It was far worse than any of the tortur... she’d endured so far and, on top of that, there was no escape. Besides, he had started acting as if they were some sort of couple, and during their last session she’d given in to him, and to the pleasure she hadn’t felt in a very long time.She was deep in her thoughts and didn’t notice he was standing behind her. After a few minutes, she sensed him. Put your mouth...” Phil trailed off, unable to finish.“Alright, I’ll tell you what. No mouth. But I can see that you must be very uncomfortable down there. So just let me help you out. Sound fair?” Jess said.“Ma’am...” Phil said, but Jess could tell he was wavering.“It would mean a lot to me, Phil. That big, bad man over there-” - she gestured to me, the big bad man wearing a cock-cage and butt plug - “said he’ll punish me if I don’t make sure everyone is pleasured tonight. You wouldn’t want. She went further after we kissed she pulled up my tee shirt and took it off.She started to kiss and lick me down my neck,breast bone to my navel.She kissed and sucked my navel.I was getting harder.My heart began to throb.Ever since I could pass sperm from 13 onwards I have to get rid of it.She pulled me down onto the soft hay by a hedge and undid my leather belt and unbuttoned my jeans and unzipped my fly.She then undressed herself exposing a beautiful pair of breasts,tummy and navel.She was. I walked into school and Daniel was at his locker. Daniel had a big nose; he was skinny and very extraverted. He was social. I was very jealous of him so I would alter my mind to think that he was just annoying.I walked to my locker and thought: “Is the way I’m standing weird and gay looking?” A key word…gay. I wasn’t sure of my sexuality. I had a girlfriend, we did nothing, she broke up with me. She gave this bullshit reason that I forget right now. I opened my locker and took out my books for.
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