I stood there bent over with my pussy and ass fully exposed, and my tits hanging out while he fucked my face with his cock. I couldn't breathe and sta...rted gagging just when he pulled his cock out. He pulled me by my hair down to my knees and came all over my tits. Then he said I could get in the car. I start to adjust my clothes but he stopped me. He said he hadn't given me permission to put my clothes back on yet. He told me to get the fuck in the truck just as I am. I walk the passnger side. ..fuck did she look good when her hair was down so sexy. She had an hour glass figure and often when she lost some wait was waif like, she didn’t like her legs she said they were short and chunky, I called them nice and shapely, her arse was perfect round not plump and her pussy....well I knew it was shaved as she told me so, her breasts were perfect large enough for a good handful and with large areola around a pert little nipple which she absolutely adored being played with....yes I had had a. He liked stories, something to escape into. However, he hated his teacher this year. Well, that's not entirely accurate. Ms. Burkhart was a fantastic teacher. She was really good at getting her students interested in the material and involved in discussions about it. And she was hot. She was 27, and would've looked younger, if she didn't dress and act so professionally in front of the class. She was shorter than most students at five foot four, she was a little on the skinny side, had probably. Woodhouse, if you don't help Renee right now, I'll kill you."That seemed pretty direct. He laughed."Oh Tyballa! You sweet thing. Your loyalty to my sad little dyke of a daughter is charming, but..."His smiled deepened. Then, he shouted a single word, a dark horrible word. Something fluttered in the air – no – not the air, beyond. I felt swirling energies, a magic vortex.It started from the runic circle and collapsed, passing through me like a wave. It surrounded Mr. Woodhouse. The air around.