“i can’t move… teacher, stop doing this!” on the first day, in the classroom after school… i was d. on the second day, i was to do it even in the infirmary. on the third day, forcible deep throat at the warehouse. on the 4th day, i was called during class and on the stairs. on the fifth day, like being crushed in the locker room. on the 6th day, i was fucked in the library. on the 7th day, the pressure of being crushed by a giant man turned into pleasure, and i knew the joy of being fucked…
