I am Philip’s dad.”His hand was so warm and strong. I tried not to look at him. My brain started to draw naughty pictures.“Yes, David. How I can...help you? It’s kinda late and I have to go home.”“It will take couple minutes only. I was just wonder about one thing.”“Yes, what is it?” I took my purse and was going towards the door.“Is it possible for my son to have A on next test?”I stopped in the middle of my way to the door. “Excuse me? You want to risk my reputation and to promise that your kid. My friends and I (all seven of us) were absolutely determined to fuck this white married woman to the best of our collective, and individual, ability, and in doing so, to leave her womb fertilized by one of our sperm! Honestly, that, more than anything else was the biggest thrill of all for all of us! What man could be unmoved by such a proposition?!Then, there was a particular moment that I remember now quite vividly; and that was, as I was finished ejaculating my sperm into Mara's pussy, I. I was still wondering what it was when I felt a hard object at my entrance and yelped in pain as Olga shoved something into me. I had never had a dildo up my arse and never entertained the thought, but the fact that there was so much femininity in the room reassured me and I suffered obligingly as Olga assaulted me.“Fock you,” she said as she gave it one last hard push before taking it out and throwing it on the floor. Then she grabbed my arm and tipped me off the bed before getting down behind. They each wore a white crisp blouse, buttoned modestly. But as always when they went out in public, they left their panties at home. Shortly after lunch, Cara’s cell phone rang, just as she was about to call Tara. Tara was on the line, so excited, she was almost out of breath. “Tara, what is it; are you all right?” Cara asked. “Oh, yeah, more than that; let me tell you what happened earlier this morning,” she said almost breathlessly, and then continued. “This morning, the librarian brought.