Your surrender pleases me. If I turn you around, bend over and spread your cheeks to me eagerly. If I tell you to kneel, I expect to see your mouth op...n and tongue out like the cock whore we both know you are.I'm imagining you waiting for me, naked except the collar. Soon your hands are tied to my spreader bar, eager for my touch. Will I smack your breasts or toy with your clit? Which will come first, the crack of the whip or the hum of the vibrator? It will be up to me to decide as I throw. Conrad has a social studies report that is due this Monday.” She handed Thomas Tyrell Conrad’s homework. It was mandatory for each white guy at school to do at least one black guy’s homework. “Thank you.” Thomas took Tyrell’s homework as Mrs. Fitzpatrick went back to the file cabinet. “And here’s Mr. Bryant’s black history homework, it’s due this Wednesday,” “Oh.” Thomas paused as he took Adonis Bryant’s homework. Thomas was quite comfortable doing a lot of homework, it’s why he was doing both. To get fucked like a pornstar too. It must have been about midnight now, so she slipped on a sexy pair of heels from the box and set off down the road, swaying her hips side to side and looking like a woman experienced in every sexual way possible. It didn't take long at all, as she spotted a group of her fathers friends having some brews in their neighbors front yard. She caught the attention of them in a flash, and they all whistled and began to make their way out towards her. "What's a. " I offered her a ride. She looked at me suspiciously and said no. I said "okay" and continued walking to my car, which was a beautiful 1987 Trans Am. Maybe her change of heart came when she saw what I was driving. She walked up and I lowered the window. She apologized for being so "bitchy" and asked if I wouldn't mind driving her home. I didn't. She thought about it for a moment, then got in. She thanked me, but almost immediately made sure I understood that it was just a ride home and there'd.