He moved over to me quickly. Indian porn sex Me. “I’m your teacher, aren’t I? “Spit it out, bitch!!” he says scary and deep toned. He slams me down hard against the desk and pulls my skirt off to my knees and underwear at the same time. I splash my face with water as I look at myself in the mirror. He pulls down his jeans and strokes my back with his hand. Today I proved that. He fucks me harder and faster, pushing me even harder into the desk. “Yes, I believe you” he keeps fucking me hard, blood still spilling out of my now non-virgin pussy. …later that day…
“Good to see you showed up after school” he snickered. “No you didn’t, take a seat.”
I walked over to a desk and pulled out the seat and sat. I struggle, not wanting my first time to be rape. “So you’re not a virgin now, are you Olivia?”
“No, sir”
He puts his hand on my thigh.
