I was about to be failed because I hadn’t completed the right amount of Units in the right subjects. The basketball season was over and I really wan...ed to graduate. So with promises to pull my socks up I avoided being kicked out. My timetable was amended so I had the correct subjects and I had to pick up a language. Shit, I was a jock. I could hardly speak English, let alone some other language. Things were worked out and with a little work I would be okay. But I had to have a personal tutor in. One of the guys spoke, "Told you she was a little hotty." They all laughed and agreed and tearing my eyes from the slowly engourging cocks, I looked at the face of the one who spoke, and I recognised him. He was on the rugby team her squad used to cheer for... so I guess these other guys were on that same team, and judging from their sweaty, muddy bodies, they had just come back from a game, or training.This guy reached down and took hold of her face in his large, black hand, then kissed her. Once again my senses were overloaded and my body was at his mercy, helddown and unable to move, feeling nothing but his cock, wanting nothingbut his cock. His strokes were short and fast, then long and slow andit did not matter how he fucked me, only that he was fucking me.Finally I felt him start to tense up and I was able to pant out arequest."Please cum on my face, Bob. I want to taste you."Bob slipped out of me and straddled my chest and began to strokehimself. I barely moved my face. “Outsider,” she hissed as she stepped in front of me.“Lindsey, “Mrs. Benson pleaded, “It’s me, Kendra.” There was only a blank look on Swan’s face as she stared down Mrs. Benson.I smiled as I learned of Mrs. Benson’s first name. Now that she was in my territory, I couldn’t let her leave and risk my family’s demise before it was properly created. I also knew that a full on transformation couldn’t happen in here because it would cause too many issues with my privacy. She was one of the teachers.