Johnson peeked over the top of his American History textbook and zoomed in on the last girl in last row. The pretty 16 year old teenager was NOT by an... stretch of the imagination ... petite! Her curves were far too rounded for things like cheerleading or gymnastics. In all honesty, Wanda Mitty was what one would describe as a "big" girl.The lesson was about the War of 1812 between the British and the newly sovereign country of America. It was really a very odd set of circumstances for the two. Brain and Nelson walked over to me and looked at me, turning me around as if they were going to buy me. Bruce continued to speak '...we've got the bed room already and all of us are going to bust that ass and fill it up till we can't fuck any more...' I grimaced and pulled away from Brain and Nelson, Charlie snatched me to him and and warned '...start some bullshit and we still gonna bust that ass, only you want enjoy it as much...now get out of those clothes and go in that room...' Fearfully I. Finally a man's voice. "I have received reports on your progress, Teema." What did I do? Answer? Wait? Fortunately, he continued. "A client was very satisfied with your performance. The instructors believe that you have the skill and aptitude to become an elite courtesan. I will report that to your master." He walked around me and out of my vision. "However, since you are here on your own accord, part of the decision will be yours." What decision? To stay? Leave?"What is her. She feels him squirm. She licks the tip of his cock as her hands work up and down it. Gaining speed with each movement. Intensely licking the tip of his cock. Allowing her tongue ring to rub on the tip of his cock. He begins to squirm more. She keeps rubbing but now covers his cock with her mouth. As she moves her hands down she covers his cock with her mouth. Her hands and mouth work as one going up and down. She can taste herself on his cock and it only aids her excitement. She begins to.