"Pretty pussy," he remarked and caressed between her lips. Each time he connected with her clit she felt a jolt of sensation that made muscles in her ...belly and thighs jerk.Thomas stretched out beside her and slipped his arm under her shoulders. He smoothed his hand along the inside of her thigh, worked his finger into her slit and lubricated it with her copious juices. Then, he began rhythmically stroking her clitoral shaft. "Is this a good spot?" he asked."Down a little ... over to the side. Making my way to the bar, I heard one guy offer ten dollars for ten minutes, and I flushed, but ignored him.I was able to get a barstool, and took a seat, letting my skirt float down around me, rather than sitting on it. I could feel more guys sizing me up, or dressing me down, undressing me with their eyes. I have to admit it was rather uncomfortable, being ****d by their long, lecherous gazes, but I had to keep reminding myself what I was here for. I heard the soft clink of a glass being. I realized that Ms Tannenbaum didn't know my name and I said, "Frances Smith, I'll probably have your class next year." So Frances," the pretty young teacher said, "what brings you here when you should be eating lunch?" I was hoping that you could show me how to alter this." I extracted my skirt from my backpack. "So I could wear it a bit longer and maybe show me how to use one of the sewing machines so I could do it here," I rushed out before I had a chance to change my mind about what I. Looking at the back of her head, I remember her vicious words. The anger boils again and my jaw tightens. Grabbing her hip with one hand, my shaft is guided to her puckered star and immediately pressed inside. She tenses up, her back straightening, and screams out; I don’t stop. ‘Fuck her. Fuck the little whore right now and shut her up at last.’ Zoey’s whole body struggles to rise, but she’s pinned by a strong hand. My cock sinks into her as the room reverberates with her cries until the.