Today was the last day before Christmas break. Several students came into class, some had their cell phones to their ears while others were walking in... with cups of hot coffee in their hands. Mr. Cohler was at the head of the class waiting patiently for his students. “Alright guys, settle down,” he said. “Hey, Mr. C. are you coming to the game?” asked James. “I gonna kill a buncha fuckers from Beaverton High tonight. It‘s gonna be awesome!” “Of course, but watch your language. This is a. . Arr?tez...? S'il vous plait... Non, pas ?a...? Je vous en prie... Je vous en prie, n'arr?tez pas... N'arr?tez pas... Nonnnnnn... Les lamentations d?sesp?r?es de Lucy n'?taient ni ?cout?es, ni entendues.? Elle pouvait toujours se plaindre ! Un ? un les membres du gang lui ?cart?rent les cuisses, plong?rent leurs ?paisses bites dans sa moule et lui remplirent l'ut?rus de foutre. Certains lui souriaient, un lui cracha ? la figure, trois lui tritur?rent brutalement les miches, puis ?jacul?rent. He laid on the bed and I sat next to him, his cock was limp and you could tell he was cold and nervous. His balls were tight and small. I was very happy to finally have a cock I could take my time with. I love the feeling of a soft cock in my mouth, just completely swallowed and held there in the warmth and the feeling of it coming to life. I went between his legs and consumed it, I started to suck slowly and his cock began to swell. I concentrated on the head as it hardened and rose up in. Therefore, they went and after two days, I took the train to my sore . The incidence took place while I was sitting and watching the nature from the window. We got on the train and I sat down opposite two older men in their 40’s. I was wearing white shirt and black skirt. Intentionally not wearing bra and panties! I was aware that I showed the cleavage of my breasts and occasionally when I uncrossed the legs, glimpses of my hairless pussy. They were constantly looking at me. Their looks were.