” “Yes,” she hissed, “just get it over with.” Without any prompt she fingered the waistband of her pyjama bottoms and dropped them to the f...loor. “I suppose you want them down,” she snorted. I was stunned, I felt sorry for the girl and was going to spare her that humiliation, a tiny pink lace thong protected her modesty and I found myself staring at the triangle of satin. “Okay, I get it,” she groaned and pulled the little panties down, twanging them around her knees. I hadn’t expected that! A. "I am at a loss for words. I don't know what to say. I'm not sure if this is a good thing, or if it's turning out to be something very, very bad. Mr. Desai clears his throat."Have you ever been with another man, Deepak?" he asks me. I swallow hard and shake my head. "Well, what if I told you that I could see to it that you pass my class with 90% every time?" I look up at Mr. Desai. I notice the obvious bulge in his pants. For some reason, this excites me. It brings out the entire other side of. By now she was biting her hand and trying to move away, shaking her head but he grabbed her firmly by the hips and slammed it home. Emma screamed and pulled him down reaching behind him and grabbing handfuls of his arse while he began to fuck her hard, each downward motion being met by her upward thrusts accompanied by her almost screaming with pleasure. I moved closer and put my cock in her mouth and she responded by taking the whole lot right down to my balls sucking hard as i fucked her. I--i understand.??you understand nothing, girl,? He said opening the door to his apartment. ?But that?s about to change.?The odor inside overwhelmed her. It wasn?t His smell. It invaded her nostrils -- musky, pungent, filthy -- all mixed with the stench of?tequila. Four men sat in the front room; even in the darkness, she could tell that none were particularly attractive.?you chose to disobey Me. you must not want to be Mine,? her Master said. ?Now you?re theirs.??Nooo. No, Sir.? she dropped.