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" he said as he stroked my back and butt.In response I just moaned. Snuggling my face in close to the crook of his neck, I fell asleep in his arms.When I awoke I was still on top and my legs were straddling his hips. Jacques was once again stiff. He was sliding his erection back and forth under my clit. At the same time he reached around my upper thighs and explored my slit with his fingers. I was ready to go again and started pressing my clit into his penis' head each time it approached. He seemed to discover the place from where all my juices were emanating and started running his finger tips across my vagina's entrance, smearing my goo."Ooo," I cooed, "this feels nice." Bet this will feel better." he said as he stopped strumming my puss. I felt him pull his stiffie from between us."What are you doing?" I asked. I quickly found out when I felt his fist come into contact with my pussy. In it he was holding his penis and he started dragging the head of it along my greasy crease where. You may leave,” cuts in Miss Caitlin, dismissing her. “Now then Lisa, you knew the rules when you joined and I specifically said you cannot ever play with her and yet you constantly defy me. What am I going to do with you?” “Please Miss Caitlin, I’ll be good. I’ll stop,” began Lisa, her soft, dark hair slightly covering her eyes, falling silent at the glare from Miss Caitlin. Becky and Megan clutch each other as they watch the two of them, Becky’s fingers absently stroking Megan’s stiff, puffy nipples and smiling as she hears her quiet moans through a bitten lip. They watch as Miss Caitlin bind Lisa’s ankles to the legs of the table, bending her over it and pushing a large ball gag into her mouth and linking her wrists together under the table, preventing her from protecting herself or escaping. The blue skirt and pink panties are quickly stripped off as Lisa blushes deeply in humiliation, moaning into her gag as a blindfold is tied to her head. Despite squirming and struggling, Lisa.
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