When Leah had a chance to get out of that hell hole she took it. So the nice Alexander Latwon High School--named for some long dead Confederate genera...--was a huge change of pace. The students behaved, the administration punished bad behavior, they actually communicated. It was organized. The demographics were also a huge shift. Leah would often be the only white woman in the room at her inner city school. Leah didn't care about race. She wanted to teach children--but that didn't mean no one. Marcus commanded Robin, "Now let us hear what your wife's performanceis doing to your head. And be honest, princess. Don't let me catchyou messing with the truth. I wouldn't want to have to do somethingmean to a cute piece of fluff like you." How this makes me feel?" It sounded like Robin was asking himself aquestion he didn't want to answer. The sportscaster impression wasgone. "It makes me feel kind of... lost. Like I don't know who Iam. And wearing this vest and the stockings, with. Then she released me but by that time i lost some steel in my rod. She pushed me down on the bed and started licking my nipples and biting them gently. Slowly she travelled down and again took both my nuts in her mouth and started teasing them with her tongue. When the rod was back in hardness she straddled me and moved over me with her great tits jiggling. I held them in my hands and kept caressing the nips. She moved without stopping for bereath and i could not hold much longer. I grabbed her. ” He’s been there. He survived those things without ever truly losing his mind, and he figured this would “just” be more of the same. Three months of intense fun, but nothing truly new.And… to be honest… I wondered if he might be right. His doubt motivated me to find out. It made me edge him harder. It made me stop and let go, every time my instinct screamed at me “He’s a man!! Make him cum!!” It’s why I insist on playtime every night, no matter what’s happening in our daily lives or how tired.