..agh..agh...agh...YES!" as he thrust firmly into my hole, his cock convulsing, squirting cum. I felt warmth coating my insides, as Jim held himself i...nside of me, his hips pressed hard against my ass cheeks. He heaved a big breath of air, as he tried to calm down from his orgasm. He gave me a couple more gentle thrusts, and then slowly withdrew himself from my now stretched and gaping hole. I knelt upright on the edge of his bed, my own cock sticking straight out in front of me, dripping. “So, how do we play? Can I be the banker?”“NO!” Troy and Julie shouted simultaneously.“Helen,” Troy said. “You know you’re never allowed to be banker. In anything. Ever.”She turned back to Denise and winked.“Yeah, I do.” She informed her. “I just never get tired of seeing them do that.” Helen turned back to the rest of the group. “I should probably step out back for a smoke before we get into the game, since Denise is here. Mind giving me a few minutes first?”Stunned silence fell over the room.. Her asshole felt ripped and torn,and she could feel the wetness of her own blood as it welled up around my rampaging member. She sobbed uncontrollably as her body was rifled,her back passage cruely deflowered,relentlessly penetrated. My cock pistoned steadily,evenly,in and out of her asshole as she sobbed in misery and pain. My hands slid up and down her body. I pushed my hands under her chest and squeezed her tiny,bruised boobs,my fingers digging. ‘David, it’s not like I’m some sadistic monster looking for excuses to punish these girls but sometimes that’s the best way.’ ‘Yes, I know. It’s just that resorting to physical punishment feels like failure.’ ‘You know you have to remember that these girls have their problems, they’ve often been expelled from more lenient schools. And our school is known for it’s more strict regime. We’re one of the few remaining schools to practice corporal punishment. The girls, their parents, the headmaster:.