I’m having problems with the damn trig assignment for tomorrow. I know you blew me off last year ‘cause I didn’t ask nicely. So please, pretty p...ease, with cream and sugar on top, could you spend maybe ten minutes looking over my pathetic attempts and give me a pointer or two? I’m doing better this year and I’d hate for trig to screw up my grades.”Danny weighed this. She was asking nicely this time and he could not refuse.“Yeah, why not. Let’s see if I can help.”She scooted around the table and. "I'm still going to tell your Bishop. It's too late for you to do her any good by feeling sad." Annette said quickly but she saw that the front of his robe was bulging. The young woman tried to visualize how big he must be to make his robe tent out as it did and, in her mind's eye, he appeared to be as large as her maid had claimed. She felt an involuntary moistening between her thighs as she envisioned her big, young maid being ploughed by the huge pole. And she felt a twinge of envy."You're. How this story includes my dorm mate and all the fun we had as-well. Enjoy! I shouted get on your knees, now. Derek just stood there and looked at me until a smacked him on his ass, as hard as possible. He sort of buckled at the knees a little when I went to smack him again he hurried to do what I asked. I kissed him to make up for it but I smacked him on his ass again to make sure he did what I told him next time. I dont know what got into Brian because he was bold enough to put his dick up to. Samson from the driver's seat. "You're getting too loud! If you're going to raise this much of a ruckus, then at least pass me one of those bottles!"The girls whoop at the top of their lungs and hand their coach a bottle. Ms. Samson is barely out of college and still thinks of herself as a cheerleader. She still looks like one too, with her long, blonde hair and her trim figure. She's only technically an authority figure. Since becoming the cheer team's manager you've fantasized about her.