I could feel Rob’s hard dick poking me as he worked on my ass. He leaned forward and whispered to me, “Donna, if you want me - take care of Ricky....I’ll take care of you”. Well this was what I had been waiting for, and knowing that I had to please Ricky too, wasn’t that bad (especially knowing I was going to get Rob). I reached up and grabbed Ricky’s waist band and pulled him up to me. I pulled his trunks down and almost got hit in the face as his long, thin 11“ cock popped loose. I then got up. Girls, Mrs. Miller will be here in a couple of minutes."With that he led the boys next door. Moments later Mrs. Miller brought the girls from that class into the classroom. After everyone was settled, she got up, a card in her hand. "You are all excused from class for the rest of the day," she said. "The teachers of your other classes know this and have planned accordingly. Please stop by the school store before you leave. You will each find a $25 credit voucher with your name on it. This is to. "And so Garrett found himself drinking his coffee and musing on his own increasing involvement in the interracial cuckolding lifestyle. He hadn't originally wanted to reinforce white couples' fantasies about black bedroom dominance and black cock "superiority." Yet this was clearly where couples were coming from and, he had to admit, lately he'd found the power dynamics increasingly arousing. Taking control of a pretty white wife like Elaine and giving her the fucking of her life while her. “Nope, never been with a man more than a year or two younger than me. I don’t do this….” She sheepishly added. I feared she’d get self conscious and scared, but she wanted to hear it so I spoiled the beans. I told her about the “Divorcee Spencer” as I called my former boss and sex partner. I told her how I first noticed my attraction to matronly women as I hung around the sexy 51 year old Eileen Spencer. Eileen was the epitome of the “wife in the kitchen, lady in the drawing room and absolute.