Early in the fall semester, the head football coach, Coach Carter, came to see Miriam after class one day."Ms. Smith," he said. "I need your help with...one of our new students." Sure, Coach, how can I be of help to you?" One of my new players recently transferred in and needs some help and tutoring in English. I knew that you are the best English teacher here at this school and also the most popular teacher as my boys talk about you all the time."Miriam blushed at his comment. She wondered what. We walked up the cascading mountain of marble that was the stairs, passed the identical water features on either side of the grand and lavish staircase. We strolled along a long solid marble hallway and into the entrance room which was more marble, floor to ceiling; with the most magnificent chandelier hanging in the middle of the room. It had ornate carvings in the marble walls, a huge self portrait of the Sultan on a twenty foot wall. Plush silk sofa’s with matching curtains and throws. I could see the stranger out of the corner of my eye filming away.“Why don’t you give those titties a squeeze” came the next request.“Sure looks like some fine pussy you have there. I bet you love fucking your sister,” he sneered.I wasn’t going to lie, my sister’s pussy felt really great! Actually it felt too great! The realization that I was fucking my sister and feeling of her muscles contracting around my shaft started a reaction within me. “I’m going to cum” I muttered softly. My. But what you don’t know is that I think I’m in love with her.’ Gavin looked miserable as he waited for the inevitable dose of tough love he knew he was about to be subjected to. Suddenly his phone was snatched out of his hand. ‘You are NOT going to call her again. You are NOT going to go over there. You are coming with me straight over to Octave Hotel. Then we’re going to get you very drunk while we do a pub crawl of the Manning Street strip clubs!’ ‘Oh come on… I really don’t think that’s the.