I thought back to the last time I substituted for the regular teacher's gym class and smiled. That was the time our Assistant Principal put a plan int... action to keep students from skipping my classes. I remembered how I showed up for the class in gym clothes, but had "forgotten" to wear any panties. I led them through the usual gym class routine (stretching, jumping jacks, etc) making sure that my gym shorts were loose enough to show off my cunt every time I stretched or moved. They never took. Coincidently Mr Siddique met one of my colleagues and expressed his problem and my colleague suggested him to contact with me. Thus I appointed as private tutor of Moutoosi and taught her for long five years till the SSC final exam. As other members of Moutoosi’s family I also called her ‘Mou’ (means honey) in short. From the very beginning I understood that Mou is very meritorious girl and I tried my best for her improvement and surprisingly she promoted with third position in my first year of. I just hope you are doing all you can to keep from getting pregnant.”“I told him I was on the pill, but I stopped three days ago. I wouldn’t doubt if there wasn’t another redhead swimming around inside of me.”“WHAT?” I got up, wiped my eyes.“What is it Rich, are you OK?”“Where’s mom?”“In her room, why?”“She was just here, wasn’t she?”“No, Richard—it’s been only you and me since we landed in Colby. Did you have a dream about Mom?”“I—I don’t really know ... what happened? You were sucking my. "You're a fucking sissy whore, aren't you?" he asked as he gripped the top of my head, using his other hand to slap his now 8-inch dick on either side of my painted face. "Open bitch," he growled, and then proceeded to slide himself in balls deep.My gag reflex kicked in, but I tried fighting it back. He seemed to enjoy the sounds I made, though - and I could definitely feel him getting harder whenever my throat spasmed. He would sink his cock all the way in, and then let it sit, giving me time.