He had to shove his stimulated manhood all the way into this whimpering virgin that was responding to his exploratory touch. He soon had need of the l...ush, yellow haired sister. With strong hands, the king pulled Elyse onto her back and mounted the fair haired nymph. Instantly the other two women grabbed Elyse’s slender ankles and held her back so far that the youngster thought she was being folded in half. There was a sharp pain as her king slammed deep into her fresh cunt splitting her. She stumbled to her bed and lay down, pondering what she should do. She was bound to run into him sooner or later. Would she be able to resist him? Would he behave himself? She lay for hours torturing herself with these thoughts. Daniel suddenly woke from sleep. The books hadn’t balanced that day and it had been bothering him. As usual when he had a problem like this, the answer came to him in the middle of the night. He had forgotten about a money transfer that had come in by mail that. Walters", "fifty times." Cindy grabbed a piece of chalk and began to write. She stood there on her tip toes, shaking, wearing just her blouse and bra, her firm ass red from her punishment. He stood behind her watching every stoke of her chalk. After watching her complete her tenth sentence, Mr. Walters asked. "You do realize that this a communications class and disrespectful was spelled with only one L". Cindy quickly said, "I'm sorry Sir, I'll change it." Cindy reached up high with the eraser. His muscly buttocks were clenching as he fucked in and out of her, she'd got hold of her own tits and was really squeezing them, the nipples were SOOOO erect, his sweet little arse pumping it into her, fucking SLAG.I wasn't convinced he'd ever done it before, the way he was doing it, and when I fully interrogated him laterI was to find that it was, indeed, his first time. FAR from hers, though, the fucking slut. Slagbag tart whore bitch.He'd been in and out of her sopping wet tart - hole for.