.. forward, several times while she sucked him, waiting for an explosion of cum into her mouth and throat.Gently, he pushed her back, her lips leaving... his cock with a lascivious sucking sound. “Don’t you want to finish?” Lisa asked, her voice breathy.“Not like this.”“No, Lord, let me do this. Then, when you use my body afterwards, you will last even longer!” Lisa went back to suckling his cockhead.Jack couldn’t argue with Lisa’s logic, and he guided his manhood deep into her mouth. Lisa moaned. Heres what I was jerking to.In my mind the mystery man was one of the big sexy Italians I had seen around Rome. Like the mystery guy he watched me but after he saw my cock get hard he left the door open grabbed my hips and started violently fucking me just pounding my ass like i was his personal fleshlight my head bouncing of the toilet lid. While people were coming into the bathroom and seeing me get fucked so hard. Then when he dumped a huge load of cum into my ass and another one in my face. Obviously I'm against rape and non-consensual sex, if there is any kind of force then yes, it is sexual abuse. It's also sexual abuse when the teenager in question gets drugged and can't act on his own free will.However, all those times when none of that is the case, can you really call it sexual abuse?Is it really so wrong for two consensual individuals to love each other, or at least to pleasure each other?I believe that a teacher has a certain responsibility to keep their students safe and. We? I tilted my head back and found a guy about my age maybe a bit older sat at the back. I’ve seen him around; he’s just as poorly behaved as me. Snorting to myself I looked back at Mr Wilkinson to see him leave and lock the door behind him, as if that would stop me escaping if I desired to do so. After five minutes of silence I slanted my head back and gazed at the guy, I think his name was Drake? His short black hair was messy, as if he’d just got out of bed, and his dark green eyes were.