The tears were welling up inside her as I stroked her hair and wiped the tears that had collected on her cheek away. Oh sweetie, I want to have kids t...o! What can Darcy do to help us, I asked. Just then, Sara quickened the pace and looked at me like shes never looked before. I could tell that she was beginning to cum. The muscles in her pussy walls tightened and strained begging my cock to cum inside her as hers grew in intensity. I looked away and pounded her, harder and harder, in and out and. I'm sorry. I uh,,,yea...I guess I could tutor you if you want". My mind wandered off again about making Sasha my sexslave. "Yes that would be fine..Mr Bowe?? Mr bowe"?? "Oh..gosh I am really sorry. My mind isoff on Jupiter. I apologize". Sasha had a low cut blouse and I could see her fine young tits asshe leaned over my desk. "Ok Sasha. So how do you want to work this out"? "Well I told my dad Iwas going to ask you for help and he suggested you come over to our house. Would that be ok"?"Sure -. The situation quickly dawned on her that she was being restrained by this monster. With normal strength, she might have been able to rip free but not now. Was it her fate to die from repeated orgasms? In the back of her head she thought that was not the worst way to die. And being tied up was one of her kinks she dare not tell anyone. Could it get any worst … or better? She regretted asking as she felt little mouth attach to her nipples. That was it as a climax ran rough shot over her body. Jasmine smiled over her wine, her blue eyes shining under her chestnut hair, and pointed to the chair across from her. Dave, black and tall and smart as a paper cut, grinned at Jasmine.“Have a glass. Toast us, oh lucky man.”“What shit did you pull this time?”“Listen to him, Dave. I ask you. Did we deserve that? No we did not. Are we not good friends? Are we not the smoothest operators in the entire state? Yes we are.”Dave replied, “Some punks just ain’t got no kulcha. No breeding at all. You’d.