She was visibly afraid and noticeably shivering in her bondage as he strode across the dirty cement floor. Its grey rough surface stained with blood, ...dried urine and of course plenty of crusty semen patches. Her aching shoulders and uncomfortably trapped arms trembling in the wood stocks that held her fast to the floor.He could hear her whimpers trying to escape around the massive penis gag stuffed in her mouth. A mouth that would soon be wrapped around his penis and sucking his balls dry of. I wished there was a hole in my pocket. I wanted to tear my pocket so that I can touch the bare skin of my cock.Then I got a good hold of my cock and I started to jerk slowly. I was smelling my teacher’s hair in my mind.I moved her thick hair to one side, exposing her whole broad back. I didn’t spare even an inch of her back and moved up. Uffff, the back neck area of hers! It was filled with small hairs and sweat drops. I wished I could take a deep breath from there.After finishing writing in. .. " Call me dumb, but I fail to see how this isn't really my business." I guess you're right." Look, George, I know this is rough on you. It isn't exactly something you asked to be dropped in your lap. But we'll figure it out, okay? You, and me, and Ann, we'll work it out."She put her finger on my chin and tilted my head up. Such a simple gesture, but even that light touch made me feel a little bit better."It's gonna be okay, honey. I promise. I'm here for you."I could feel the shame on my. The port city was a real mix of island and western. White people were covered from neck to ankle while the brown ones wore little in the warm climate, being much more practical. Men and women often wore a wrap-around skirt garment and nothing above the waist. Being so accustomed to corseted female shapes, he hadn’t realized how unencumbered breasts looked in their variety. He felt a stirring in his groin and began reciting Bible passages in his head while failing to keep his eyes locked on his.