I was forced to attend one summer because of my poor grades in public speaking class. The teacher seemed to take a disliking to me and gave me a rotte... grade. His name was Maurice and I didn’t like him either.Maurice was obviously gay but was living the faked status, married to a women, was pretentiously both faithful to his religion and symbolic marriage because the religion didn’t tolerate homosexuality. There was some bad chemistry between Maurice and I, but, go figure. Who knows what that. ” She pulled the hair tie out of her long, thick black hair. It cascaded, catching rays of light and shining brilliantly, around her bare shoulders and framed her beautiful face. “Tell me.” He could have said any body part of hers that he could actually touch-- actually physically grab and have to do whatever he wanted with to his utmost content, and she would supply him with whatever part he desired. She thought he would finally say her breasts-- which every man she had ever been with had. The matching thong was simple yet stunning, though she wasn’t sure of the nubbin embedded into the groin. She grinned as she realized it would remain inside of her during the ball to prepare her for the joining. She stroked the small phallus and knew she would be creamy for him before their time came.The stiletto heels must have had five inch spikes; she knew she had practiced in a much cheaper version for years to be able to walk smoothly in what seemed to be his preference of footwear. Some. "Alright, now listen up. Your new school ain't like your old one. They don't got much young blonde pussy there and they sure as hell don't have any cunts that can take as much cock as you can," he says smirking. "I did you the honor of taping this shit. Darius here has a brother that goes to your school. He be a senior aint that right man?" Darius nods. "His brother was nice enough to work out an arrangement with me. 2000 a day for an unlimited amount of your cute cunt. No limits on who can.