The class continued. Amateur porn I felt him undressing me surprisingly quickly. Walking home did give me a good opportunity to think about what had happened, though I didn’t get very far. He inched closer to me. The corners of his mouth twichted. He put his hand behind my head and crushed his lips against mine rather violently. I panted heavily. “What… the hell… are you doing…”, I gasped. When I looked around, I saw the mocking smile taunting me from across the classroom. She did. I panted heavily. He was tall – I’d say about 6”2 – and slim, though power seemed to radiate from him. I was jealous from the moment I saw him. The pressure he was exerting on my mind didn’t increase, though – he let up just enough for me to remain awake, but not enough to get up or even lift my head. My moaning grew louder. I fought back some of the dizziness and said: “Why?”
“Because I’m not used to being opposed”. He noticed, his smile faded and he slightly squinted his eyes.
