When they push me to my knees and, and, it doesn't matter if it's a boyor a girl." She was crying again.Then taking hold of her gently Momma said, "Th...re is nothing wrong withbeing slutty for someone you care about. I think you know that, don'tyou?" Y, yes Momma." And we will always love you no matter what. But please, please don'tjust be the girl everyone turns to when they're hard up. You are worthmore than that. If they aren't willing to stick around and accept you,and respect you, they. John's face contorted into an ugly mask as he suddenly drew back, pulling his wettool out of her while it was still shooting, and with a heave he drove it deeply into herwet pussy to finish off.Kyla writhed beneath him and finally managed to eject his fat cock and she bobbedup from beneath him and stared with loathing at his still-bloated prick oozing gobs ofthick white cream. Her green eyes slitted and smoldered as her lips curled back overher gums, twisting her face into an expression of pure. Well, now you have it. So impress me. Bend over my knee. Now.?Sophia took a deep breath, trying to stall for time, trying to think of some way out. It wasn’t working and she didn’t want to anger him any more than she had already. Slowly, she walked toward him and bent herself over his knees. All of a sudden, she felt off balance and more vulnerable than she ever had in her life. He gently rubbed her ass, kneading the flesh, as his fingers would dart from time to time between her legs. . "It's not ready yet." It's too bad guys can't have multiple climaxes like a girl can," she said in a disappointed tone."Too bad we can't recover as quickly, either."She laughed. "I could go for that. C'mon, we've got to get dried off. We have about 10 minutes to make it to class."Halfway through History the teacher—Mr. Hathaway—leaned back on the desk. "What did Robespierre believe in?" he asked. "Other than himself. Ms. Sibley?" As far as I can tell, nothing," Janet Sibley said."And yet people.