Please don’t shout at me, whatever I do. I admire you so much that even the slightest criticism from your lips is unbearable. I will do anything for... you”. I could see the hairs on his chest and forearms rise and stand on end, I could see the goose-pimples form and knew he was getting “turned on.Madhavan Sir was now in a fix. He was torn between the stirrings of physical desire and the sense of decency that held him back. The “thinking” part of me felt a sympathy for his predicament, even a. “That’s because we haven’t had a chance to do this since the last 3 days…Now hurry up and make me feel good too!” said Monica with a faint voice, begging him to fuck her soon.“Ohhh…S-stop teasing me sir…FUCK MEEEE!”Soon, Aman was fucking Ms. Monica like a wild animal. Her moans of pleasure and passion were so loud that anyone in the school might have heard them if they stood outside the door. However, Monica didn’t care about any of that as long as Aman drilled her pussy like that. She was now. Tony thrust forward, the head of his cock driving back against my exposed throat. I reached up, grabbing his hips to stop him from completely impaling my face on his menacing weapon."I said no hands bitch," Tony barked, as he reached to his tool belt and whipped off a roll of duct tape. "Put your hands together behind your neck," he ordered.As I hesitated, Eric piped in, "Follow Tony's lead, we are getting some hot footage."As I put my hands behind my head, Tony tore off a long piece of tape. Annie” I vaguely hear her say. “What?” I ask. “Have you heard a word I have said?” she asks me. “Yeah I heard you.” I respond “Really? What did I just say?” she asks smirking at me. I have no idea what she had been saying so I go with trying to distract her as well. I lean forward and undo one of the buttons on my shirt giving her an even better view of my cleavage. “You said I am the most beautiful.