1. Hell Summer. Part 2
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  4. Hell Summer. Part 5
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When she came to Summer, she didn’t feel the usual relaxation after the orgasm and emptiness in her head, her whole body was still tense, her legs burned, burned and burned in her stomach. She did not immediately understand where she was. In the ears came the monotonous, so familiar voice of her tormentor. She often licked dry lips, continuing to squirm on the slippery oil and her sweat bed listening to him say that now she completely belongs to him, her body, her thoughts, her consciousness. He said that he was pleased with the progress and today she is moving to a new stage that will help her to become the best slutty slutty whore who can go through any stupid taboos and taboos. Today, she will experience the joy and pleasure of indiscriminate sex with complete strangers.

Summer did not immediately reach the meaning of the words of Master T. When she realized what was waiting for her and began to grow cold with horror and disturbing delight in which she didn’t dare to confess even to herself the tingling and tingling of the broken-down but still tense clitoris abruptly became more intense, as if someone invisible switched the device attached to it to a new frequency. She began to wriggle on the concave bed like a snake, biting her lips, going crazy with the incredible heat as if she was really under the stinging rays of the tropical sun. Through the growing rumble of blood in her ears, Summer heard Todd telling her that today she would go to a place where she had never been before, and now she must finish when he has counted to 15. She rolled her legs, bent over so that her stomach almost rested against the upper wall Tanning Summer, with animal delight and delight, listened to a quiet voice, being in a state of real hypnotic trance.

1... 2... 3... 4... 5... 6... 7... 8... 9... 10... 11... 12... 13... 14...

Summer's mind was split in two, a small piece in which the mind remained was watching the body from the side fixing the changes that occurred with each new figure, impassively like a video camera. Master T's voice was like a scourge that hit the woman with scorching blows one after the other, and when Todd counted to 15 Summer exploded from the inside, almost choking with enthusiastic delight. There was saliva on her chin, tongue stuck out like a madman, foam appeared in the corners of her lips, real gurgling and gurgling were heard in her throat. The lower abdomen pierced with so sharp spasms of bliss that she almost fainted.

Summer lost the sense of time dissolving into the hot, blinding abyss of sweetness. It seemed that a moment passed and ... the top cover of the tanning bed crept up, someone released her aching wrists from the shackles, the headphones roughly pulled off her head. Summer, with a hoarse moan, stretched with both hands to the aching, bloated clitoris, and jerked as if struck by hearing Sandy's cold voice.

- You are forbidden to touch yourself between your legs! Only if someone orders you this!

The girl helped the teacher to sit with her padded legs dangling on the floor and took off her safety glasses. Summer closed her eyes, blinked her eyelashes, trying to get rid of the colored circles and ringing in the ears of the echoes of the slowly dissolving body of an orgasm. Unconsciously wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, the woman finally discerned the details of the small office, saw the door closed and was relieved to think that no one could see her ugly behavior.

- Stand up. - ordered Sandy spreading on the floor a yellow fluffy rug.

Summer obediently straightened up acting like a clockwork doll. She limply stretched out her arms along her body and closed her eyes, feeling as the mulatto began to spray water from a bottle with a spray bottle all over her body. Sandy deftly and skillfully wiped the entire body of a woman, erasing sweat and oil residue from him. The brunette smiled gratefully at her, feeling the suffocating heat gradually subside.

- Take off your bikini and get all these things out of your holes! - ordered the girl casually throwing a towel to the bottom of the tanning bed.

Summer complied, pushing her hips down with panties. Awkwardly crossed legs freeing from them. A truly sighed slowly stretching from the ass a long rod of a plastic member, startled when cold air penetrated the rectum causing an involuntary sweet tremor throughout the body. The difficulty arose when she tried to get Ben-W's balls from her vagina. She inserted two fingers into her vagina and moved them in a sticky, damp mash, trying to grope the tip of the shoelace and blushed, smiling ingratiatingly, to the mulatto, realizing that she could not find it. Sandy made a frustrated grimace. Summer thought that if she squatted down and tried to push the balls out of herself, she could make it.

Involuntarily grabbing Sandy by the arm so as not to fall, the woman crouched her knees wide apart and began to push. Directly in front of her, she saw the clear outline of the mulatto's neat, barely bulging vaginal lips tightly wrapped in white spandex sport shorts. It was very similar to the shape of a camel hoof. The fabric fit so tightly that Summer was able to discern even the contour of the panties on the crotch.

Putting down her left hand, the woman parted her labia with her fingers, pressing her palm on the pubis and began to push. First, from a scarlet incision of a tortured vagina, something whitish thick like a paste began to actively drip, then a sticky smacking sound came out and the first ball swayed on a black cord. The brunette clasped the surface, slippery from the mucus, with her fingers pulling the second out. She was amazed at how dense a layer of viscous thickened mass of her juice covered the metal surface of the balls. Dropping them on the mat, she threw up her head, looking Sandy in the face, dutifully awaiting further instructions.

The mulatto had mixed feelings when looking at a bare, tattered woman in front of her. She was somewhat shocked by how malleable and obedient her former teacher of English was. She wondered how Todd Spiller, who was not brilliantly clever, was able to transform the one she remembered as a strict ultraconservative teacher into a submissive, primitive slut in such a short time? After all, yesterday she remembered how this woman tried to resist violence and humiliation, now she expressed complete obedience and it seemed that even she felt pleasure from it. She didn’t feel pity for Summer, only a slight regret that it didn’t happen a few years ago when she was in her class. This could help Sandy improve her own grades and maybe she wouldn’t end up in this offshore tanning salon, but would work in some solid office. Yes, and sexual power over such a luxurious seductive body would certainly give her a lot of pleasure. It was necessary to take advantage of the opportunity and now catch up, to take revenge on the proud bitch plenty to eat their ego and sexual appetite.

Todd recorded a teacher for daily tanning sessions for the next two weeks, and Sandy had plenty of time for that.

- Take a shower, dress stockings and a skirt with a blouse. I will be back in 10 minutes. - the mulatto has uttered a grin on her own fantasies.

Without getting up from the floor, Summer watched as the girl came out of the office, shaking her narrow muscular hips. Only after the door closed behind the mulatto did she allow herself to stand with a painful grimace on her face. HER poor caviar and thighs ached terribly from overstrain as if she had been playing sports in the gym for the last half hour. She took a step toward a small closet shower and only now noticed that her bag had disappeared from the chair. On it lay only clothes and a plastic rectangle of one of the credit cards.

With the pleasure of taking a hot shower, feeling the body leave the languid languor, the slight pain in the ass and perineum disappears, she wiped herself with a fluffy terry towel and sat on the chair.I tried to collect my thoughts. Understand what lies ahead. A woman wondered what master T meant? What are strangers? Where? How many? What is he up to? She thought slowly, pulling on a beige stocking on her right leg. Feeling ...

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