You know what happens to bad girls”. My body starts to tense, I know it's only a matter of seconds before his hand strikes my ass. Crack! “O...h God,” I cry out, not from the pain but from the intense feelings that are rising up inside me. He smacks me two more times and my pussy juice start to dribble on his leg. He starts to rub my ass gently and pulls me up for a deep kiss. “Did you learn your lesson?” he demands. I look into his eyes and shake my head no. We both start to laugh. I. I am sure many jerked off thinking about fucking her. The best part about her is the smile which she carries and black long hair almost bowing down to her bubble bums. Being a bengali she always used to be in sari. Nevertheless to say how it used to emphasize on her mounts, the curves of her belly and protruding ass. Even though she used to dress appropriately, the sensuality it carried was beyond words.Being a younger gen wife we use to gel quite nicely with each other. We were more like. I looked up and she smiled weakly. "They didn't get far, but..." she trailed off, her hand slowly raising her skirt to reveal a gash along her thigh. It looked like someone had tried to fuck her with a stick. Children are horrible.She gave me the same smile I remembered giving a bartender a little while ago, and got up to go back into the school. Before I knew what I was doing, I had my hand around her arm, and she was staring down at me. "I ... help you?" I offered, and she just melted my. The first guy I sent into the shower two clean off. I went in and stuck my hand in and helped wash it. I actually could have made a story on the first guy haha. anyway, just enjoyed stroking and sliding my hand over his soaped cock. even reached between his legs - I know what you guys like :)the second guy - I asked him to go shower up and come out w just a towel wrapped around his waist. he came out of the shower, I was nude on the bed - I reached up under the towel and stroked his partial.