It was like an elastic band round mycock. The band slipped lower and lower until my cock was buried into thehilt, my hair brushed the cheeks of his as...s. Brian began to raise and lowerhimself on my cock. I was fucking the Head Boy! Or was he fucking me? Samedifference.Embarrassed at first, I soon got into the swings of things (the dopehelped) and began to bounce my hips up in reaction to Brian loweringhimself onto me. It got easier and easier. Soon he was sliding up and downmy greasy pole, the. “That was unexpected,” I told her as I brushed her hair over her ear. “You wanting to be on top.”“I…it…I never did it that way and I…I wanted to,” she lifted her head to look at me. She seemed embarrassed once again. “Did…did you like it? Did it feel good for you?” She did not mention anything about how I pulled her hair or how hard I pinched her nipple.I chuckled, “Yes, it felt great and yes, I liked it. I like seeing you cum, Mrs. Jennings. When you cum it’s very sexy and you make the. She switched off the bedside lamp and we both went to sleep.I awoke to find myself alone in bed. I then remembered Ann worked 11 till 5 on a Saturday.I looked at the clock and saw it was almost 10am. I headed to the bathroom for a quick wash but heard the shower running.I went downstairs to find it deserted so headed to the kitchen and made a coffee. I was laid on the settee watching the TV when Ann entered the room.She gave me a look I knew meant trouble !"What the fuck was that last night. Then the black man lifted my mini jean skirt and ripped off my thong. He put the pieces to his nose and he laughed, saying I was a horny soaking wet slut…He ordered me to stay quiet and then I felt his massive cock head pushing onto my wet pussy lips. Then he entered my cunt and I cried loud in pain. I felt him very, very huge and hard…He pumped me very roughly; but soon the pain became pleasure.Then I started moving my buttocks into his cock; enjoying the brutal fucking he was giving me. After.