He threw the baseball bat aside and pulled a large hunting knife from a sheath at his lower back. A detail I saw in the boys' visions. "I would give y...u an opportunity to answer, but to be honest, I don't give a fuck!"I stood up and gave him an opening at my torso. He took it! Stepping forward, he stabbed the knife into me ... and screamed as the knife hit a concrete wall. Full thrust to stop! He dropped the knife and stared at his hand. The wrist looked broken; he must have come in at a bad. She started grinding her pussy onto my mouth and I felt her deliberately shift her weight forward so that her clit was being crushed against my face. She moved back and forth and I could smell her familiar smell and taste her familiar taste, but the feeling of her body on top of me was completely alien. “You aren’t going to like this.” she informed me. She pulled her hips back and I could feel her long, hard, wet piston dragging across my face and lining up with my mouth. “Open your mouth.”. She had threatened to shave her cunt on many occasions just to wind me up as she knows how much I love how hairy she is and the feel of it on my face when Im licking her out. She slipped her night shirt off her shoulders, stepped toward me and slowly turned around and bent over and leaned on the coffee table right in front of me. What a sight, her tight peach of an ass was an arms length away from me with the thin strap of the thong slipped right into her ass crack and I could now see the lips. I woke up a few minutes later sitting in a chair facing Ms. Hammond asshe watched me from behind her desk. My head cleared at once, but Ifound to my distress that I couldn't move anything but my head."He's awake now," a voice said. With a sinking feeling, I realized itwas Cindy's voice. While I had been spying on Ms. Lester, Cindy hadbeen spying on me. Ms. Hammond smiled and nodded in agreement."You've created quite a problem for us, Mr. Mitchell," Ms. Hammondsaid."I know," I managed to say. "I.