“But not enough to get you to hand in your work on time.” I glanced at the screen. “You turned 17 a couple of weeks ago. A bit old to be late wi...h your work. This time, Bobby, to increase your punishment you’ll be naked and I’m going to go on with the spanking until I’m convinced you’re crying for real—no faking. If you act like a little boy, I’ll treat you like one. When you act your age, I’ll treat you like a big boy. Are you ready to take your punishment now?” “Yes, Miss Janine. I’m sorry. “She might ... might... , “ Natasha stuttered now in panic.“Might what?” I dragged things out further to torment the twins.“Might try to fuck us, okay? And we’re straight! Dykes are ... gross!” Natasha insisted, making me throw back my head in sheer, raucous laughter.“What’s so funny, loser? Just because lesbians are your silly, dick-pulling wet dream doesn’t make them ours!” Heather snapped at me again.“Well, leaving aside the obvious and silly homophobia inherent to your stupid, asinine. .. telepathically craving. I took a deep breath,... and I kissed his mouth. A singular burst of passion resonates in my soul, the moment our lips touch. One affectionate peck becomes more invasive, and soon,... I'm french kissing my Son. I was dizzy with apprehension while goosebumps riddled my legs. How does one describe the emotions,... when thrashing his youthful mouth. Michaels hand rose kissing me terribly deep as he held my head so firmly,... our bodies now molded as one. Michael was. I suck, collapsing my cheeks as I inhale that cock. “You’re becoming quite the cocksucker, aye.”Her accent… Every now and then her accent wavers… Her normal southern raspy voice sometimes has a Hispanic undertone… As if the entire cowgirl presence she puts on is just an act… Who is she!? Her skin is rather dark, not quite ebony, but it’s got a caramel tone to it… And those tattoos… “Urrrggghhh…” She plunges her cock deep down my throat, interrupting my thoughts… I gag and choke on it.She starts.