He looked down at my hand as I massaged myself over my skirt, his face chiselled with a wry smile, neither laughing or outright smiling, just a sort o...f stupid mask that mixed his desire to probe inside my wet pussy, and the constraint of my being u******e but gagging to be fucked, I am sure you men reading this might recognise this dilemma, when confronted with a beautiful horny teenage girl.I have a cute bum, many have complimented me on it, so by lifting my skirt around my waist and bending. There are hands and mouths and tongues all over my body and I’m in overdrive - I don’t know whether to be concentrating on the lad who’s French kissing my mouth, the one who’s sucking on each of my tits back and forth, the one who’s happily licking and sucking at my pussy or the other who’s... oh now wait, where is he? And then I hear the click on the camera. Another wish I’d asked for being followed... photos that the lads think I’d like to look back on and reminisce upon the night.And then. Hertz said, obviously mad that Odd wasn't paying attention as usual."No Mrs. Hertz, sorry." Odd said with a slightly disappointed look on his face. After that, the bell rang for passing period."Do you really think that he will go for me?" Jeremie said to the gang, who was eating lunch."I'm not sure Jeremie, he seems a bit distant, but he does seem to like you, as far as I can tell." Aelita said while she looked at the exchange student, who was sitting in the same spot during breakfast."And. ... I had never seen her clothed. She was not clothed now. But what was being done to her made her seem doubly naked. She was hanging from the rigging by her wrists. They were spread out above her head and tied with many strands of rope so that she just hung there high above the deck, her body swaying freely as the boat moved in the swells. As a final touch of cruelty, perhaps for the sake of shame, a wooden rod was tied to her ankle so that it spread and seperated her legs. We on the deck who.