Warm eyes-only inches from mine, a frown line on your forehead, not quite covered by an adorable curl of hair is all I notice at first.Finally I am ab...le to speak a coherent sentence and say that I am ok. You pull back a little, just looking at me. Suddenly I am aware that my thin cotton dress is plastered against my body accentuating every line. A flush is creeps across my cheeks and with an ineffectual tug I try to arrange the fabric across my breasts to reveal a little less, but it is not. The contrast of smooth and rough making me feel so soft and feminine. I can feel you stir; your body twitching then relaxing and slowly starting to drift in to that space between wakefulness and slumber.A wicked smile flits across my face.I want to feel you hard and pulsing. I need to make you pay for the constant teasing that you love to inflict on my body.I let you feel my fingers drift across your chest and I can hear the murmur as you rise slowly from slumber; your head turning towards me,. It wasn't incredibly long but it was thick, with veins that were bulging and pulsing from the hot blood pumping through them. His clear pre-cum juice trickled down the dark shaft in a steady stream, making the chocolate skin sparkle. His large balls squirmed in their sacks as if the sperm was ready to boil.Sandra was trembling as she climbed onto the bed and straddled his waist. "God, I can't wait to get this cock in me," she gasped to herself."Put it in," Jerome whispered excitedly.Sandra. School uniform dress code directed that sixth form girls should wear black tights with their dark blue skirts and white tops. They should also wear dark navy blue standard school knickers. There was nothing in the dress code that made any mention of black satin thongs and lace top hold up stockings and as the action of bending over had caused the skirt to ride up Helen’s thighs it was all too obvious what indiscretions she was wearing underneath. He stared in disbelief and sliced the cane down.