Let me see what you were stroking yourself over.”He pulled up the video and restarted it and moved his chair back so I could fit. I leaned in and wa...ched it for a few minutes.I didn’t understand. “Really? That turns you on. I, like, thought it would be some kinky sex or something, but it’s just a girl in a tank top and skirt shoe-shopping.”He stood behind me and I could feel his pecker pushing against my butt. “But she’s not wearing anything else,” he said to me, moaning.“Like, duh! You can’t. Reuben was the cafeteria manager and he happened to sit next to JC for dinner and the two struck up conversation about the work place, friends, co-workers and a little gossip. Reuben was a black man born and raised in North Carolina where he worked his was up in the kitchen to be the hospital's cafeteria manager. Reuben was at least 250 lbs and stood around 6'3", and was a few years older than JC. As the night went on, folks started to wander outside to enjoy the sea breezes and warm late. Her rhythm increased and she growled out her pleasures as well. All at once she lifted up and dropped back along the thick velvet shaft as she screamed out in orgasm again, and then again. She paused only for a moment before repeating the process that was driving me beyond madness. I could do nothing but whimper at the constant sizzling of my body’s every nerve while my raging blood pounded in my ears. “God Brandy,” I gasped as I felt the sack tighten and veins fill engorged along my cock, “I’m. Let me guess: she thinks my methods are barbaric and I’m a brute, hmm?’ ‘Well, let’s just say that she does have a different point of view. She says that she hardly ever resorts to corporal punishment. She says she’s able to sort out any issues by sitting down with her students and talking through their differences.’ ‘Yes, well we can’t all be touchy-feely, and in touch with our emotions like our very own Mother Teresa. I mean, of course, we all try talking sense into the students, but that.