Gyda laid down on the grass and listened to some summery music on her ipod and eventually fell asleep.Gyda woke up, she couldn't see, she realised she... had a blindfold over her eyes, she tried to move but her arms were tied behind her back, she was sat on a cold, hard floor, so she knew she wasn't in the park anymore."Where am I, what's going on?"."Well, well, well," Gyda heard an unfamiliar voice."What have we got here?" She heard a different voice say."P-p-please let me go," Gyda was terrified. The girl had pale white skin and she spent a few minutes running both hands across the buttocks and thighs in front of her. Helen smiled as she heard Charlotte’s soft moans as her teacher’s hands gently touched her legs and her thighs. Even after just a few moments, Miss Downey could feel the dampness coming from the seventeen-year-old’s crotch and was pleased at the fact that she was wearing a dark coloured skirt in order to hide the stain.Helen deliberately avoided touching the sixth former’s. She would usually be done serving John by midnight. After a few months of this, Johns wife saw mom at the diner, getting groped by one of the waiters, called her a slut, and had fire her. As it turns out, John had been giving my mom away to the staff and clients, she was his toy, and everyone was getting their hands on her. Everyone was allowed to see and grope her, but only John had been fucking her according to her. John showed up at the apartment and told her she couldnt work there now that. She would just have to believe that he was doing what he wanted, and that was enough.His hands were on her hips as he slowly pushed in and out of her. In this position, he went in deep. His cock head was grinding against her cervix. Pushing against it with each thrust. He would pull almost all the way out, just the head still in her pussy, then push all the way back into her and hit her cervix, still pushing as he did. It hurt a little when he did that, but it was a good hurt.She was getting.