My teacher shouted, “Baby, fuck me, fuck me hard. You made me horny like hell.” I began to do as she wished for.She undressed, and within a record... time, I undressed myself standing with a huge erection. Slowly I moved towards her. She stopped me and said, “No foreplay, please, I cannot wait for it anymore. Please make love dear or rather fuck me.”Like her servant, I went beside her and . She shouted the moment I started moving back and forth. I began with slow and smooth, but she was in another. It was then she noticed they had fresh welts across their legs and she wondered what Hameez's reasoning had been. Was this because the others had escaped, or had the whip been applied for some reason she had not been told?"Bathe yourselves and tend to your wounds; I am sorry you were treated thus. It would not have happened if I had been there."The girls knew that it was just fate; Allah had decreed that they be punished for others' transgressions, just as he had decreed that they should be. Then we got up and had breakfast, and went and sat by the side of the river. Other than sex, we actually had a bit in common, since we were both people who were in tune with the wild. She told me about how much she loved it here, but that she could get lonely, which is why she was so direct with me... she had been waiting days for me to make a move, and had been giving me more and more cleavage. And then, of course, we kissed again. Which led, in short order, to me having her on her hands and. I asked her on WhatsApp about how much of a whore she'd been recently. She said she'd been fucked by some guy who ruined her in a London hotel. Then my phone went off, she'd sent a video... It was her getting fucked, hard on the table in the hotel room. Her firm E cups bouncing as he pounded her smooth, tight pussy. I was parked up in my car outside my flat, about 9pm so it was very dark. I turned the sound up and watched the video again. Her moans, I had never heard them before. My little cock.