He lets out a huge moan and Deandra begins pumping and sucking his dick as if she were hydro-powered. “If you keep on going I think I’m going to c...m!” exclaims Dave. He pulls her hand out from his ass cheeks and rips her hand off his dick. “My turn.” He stated almost menacingly.He walks behind her. Deandra has a little smirk on her face. Dave grabs a handful of hair and pulls her to her feet. He mushes his cock into the crack of her cloth-covered ass. It fit in very snug, like a pocket. The. He'd been looking, too; frantically scanning faces for asign that they had him over a barrel. Nothing. He didn't want to go, but another card fell out of his lockerFriday morning. Same card, same handwriting. This one said: "Don'tforget Brentwood Park Friday 7pm, dress nice, or the previous photos getplastered to the walls. We need to talk. D." Now he knew what fear was. Fear was sitting, waiting for the timeof your doom to arrive, and getting out and walking towards it. Thepark. S. Said.We talked some more, and he refilled our cups while I talked. The more I talked, the angrier I got at the highhanded methods of my school's treatment of me. Finally, I ran out of things to say, though. After all, it's not like I had a lot of life experiences or anything like that, as yet."You're so very young to be so angry and suspicious of those in authority over you. Scott, I am sure they had your best interests at heart. If they did go overboard, as you insist, it was not done with. ” Charlotte put her left hand on Daniel’s right cheek to hold his face in place, smirked as she pulled back her right hand and pursed her lips as she slapped Daniel hard across the face.Daniel gasped.Charlotte smiled as the red stain filled Daniel’s cheek.“I haven’t slapped you around the face since that time you accidently brushed my breasts. Remember?”“Yes,” Daniel said as the stinging stayed on his cheek but was unable to rub.Charlotte sat again crossed her legs and smiled at the crying.