Twoother priests brought out a strange wooden table, which stood only twofeet off the ground. Gesturing towards it, the woman trembled as shestood up ...nto it, one booted foot after the other. She began to weepquietly.The two priests began to take in the crowd once more, looking us allover. Finally, they stopped before Bob and I. My stomach danced as wewaited. One reached out and grabbed my arm in an iron grip. "You willpartake boy." He stated.Bob stepped forward reflexively, "He's just a. Her skirts were shorter than most staff on campus, and I have to admit, I masterbated thinking of her more than a few times.My second day of detention she asked me if I wanted to help her while I was here. Two hours a day for two weeks was going to be long and slow but the chance to help her was something I was intersted in. She explained to me that part of her job was to return the books to the shelves in the library and that she would like my help putting them away. i jumped at the chance to. All Renee could say was “Please stop, please let us go!” As she continued to beg. Joe the jock ordered her to pole dance and strip. Renee had never done anything like that before, not even for her hubby who begged her to in the past. She said no she couldn’t and he said okay, we will see if your answer changes after an hour on the wooden horse. Renee said ok, she would do it.The music started and Renee the 30-year-old mom of four started to dance. The frat boys went wild as she first un. Without a word, she slid down my body to her knees, and took me in her mouth, easing me deeper into her. With one hand cupping my balls and the other flat against the side of my cock, she slid her lips up the shaft and down again. She was slow, teasing, methodical, plunging down on me for a moment, then off, licking up the underside of my cock, flicking her tongue at the tip.I looked down at her- her eyes were closed the entire time. She was gone, lost in hypnosis or meditation. She was bobbing.