The big Doberman must have got a good whiff of me because he stood up and I could see the bright red tip of his cock start to poke out of his hairy sh...ath. He slowly started to trot to the house, to me. I could see his powerful muscles ripple beneath his short fur. He reached the door and I stood aside to let him pass to inside the house. What ever I was planning on doing with him it wasn't going to happen in the yard in broad daylight.He was in the house now and he sat in the room panting. His. She’ll sign for it.”The guy looked over at me. He comes here pretty regularly. He recognizes Helen, Cindy and me. I suppose he never thought he’d see us like this. I never thought he would, either.I sighed and said, “Come in. I can’t get up. I’ll sign for it.”He walked slowly across the small office, staring first at Helen and Cindy and then at me. He’s a middle-aged white man who has always been friendly but very proper. At the moment his face is bright red, but I notice there’s quite a bulge. The bell sounded for the nextlesson, and Mandy had to give up her search.Not even General Studies with the dreamy Mr Wilson could ease Mandy'sgrowing sense of foreboding. She just had to find Genevieve and give herthis stupid assignment. She was close to tears for most of the lesson.Lunchtime. Mandy went down to the refectory in an agitated state. Shescanned the room for Genevieve and her cronies, but couldn't see themanywhere."Aren't you having lunch?" Sam had said, seeing her just standing. “Please!” She balked. “Good girl,” he crooned, “lick the head.” He drew her closer by the hair and she forced herself to lick him. “Good fucking girl,” he breathed, resting his head on the back of the sofa, “taste that pre-cum” The head of his cock was spongy and tasted about as bad as the liquid that was seeping out of his. Every now and then he would tighten his grip on her hair and pull her closer; forcing her lips over the first half inch of his dick. “Your lips are so hot, Amy,” he.