Taking him back inside, she went into the bathroom and returned wearing a traditional belly dancer costume.Starting some music on her phone she danced... for him and he was enthralled. When she departed from the traditional dance by removing her garments piece by piece she could see that he was completely in her power. Part way through the dance she asked him to remove his clothing as well.When they were both completely disrobed, she led him to the bed and began gently touching his body, the first. Not only that but she was crying hysterically at this point, scared to death. She had tried to scream, she had tried to bite her but just couldn’t move under the weight of Mandy’s torso. This was a squillion times worse than what she had imagined and she couldn’t help but think that she should have tried harder to escape when she had the chance. She wondered if there was any skin left on the tip of her nose as it continually chafed across Mandy’s wet panties.Tracy stood above this scene still. Mere teacher mujhe ghar aake padhate they aur jis room main padhta woh baaki rooms se alag terrace pe tha au waha koi nhi aata tha. Mere teacher ka naam Raghu tha. Jab maine unhe pehle baar dekha toh kuch ache nhi dikhte they, rang kala tha aur patle they aur unki age kuch 35 hogi. Waese bhi main straight tha kabhi kisi ladke ya aadmi ki taraf attract nhi hua tha.Shuru k ek do hafte tak hum zyada baat nhi karte they bas padhai ki baatein hoti thi. Uske baad main unse dhire dhire frank hone. Her asshole easily engulfed my entire length, she began rubbing her clit as my cock ferociously pounded away at her rectum.We didn't have to worry about being too loud, as my basement bedroom didn't allow sound to travel to the rest of the house very well. So Erin could moan and scream all she wanted, all it did was spur me on even more.“oh yeah you like having your asshole pounded, don't you slut?” I yelled as I continued hammering into her.“yes! Please fuck my ass more! I'm gonna cum soon!”.