One day Mr. Thomson was out to promote your idea to some companies, and you had agreed to continue working when it happened"One!" the blond witch says...and starts typing something.The mother brought you lemonade while you were writing code, and intentionally spilled it over your trousers. She tried to rub it trie with a handkerchief, but the only thing she achieved was your boner. Before you knew it, you were naked, and she was sucking your dick. It was heaven and hell at the same time. Her soft. A bunch of the men took their eyes off of the woman I assumed was Destiny and looked at me instead. I felt my face blush a deeper shade of red.The man Ty walked up to was a well dressed slender black man wearing round, rimless glasses in front of dark, penetrating eyes. If I'd seen him on the street I would have assumed he was some sort of professor or other kind of intellectual. Unlike most of the men in the room he had good posture, subdued but professional looking clothing, and the sort of. .” He trailed off, remembering. What about you? Have you had a bad experience?” “No,” I said, debating for a few minutes before saying, “No, I haven't had any experience.” “Nothing?” He asked. “Nothing,” I answered. My heart raced and pounded my chest. Every pore was alive with the desire for touch. I felt cream dripping down my thighs. My pussy was so sensitive that every movement threatened to send me over the edge. “Maybe I could suck your cock?” I asked. I couldn't believe the words had. "I'll find somebody to cover this class."The teacher followed his principal down to his office and sat where he pointed. There were three other people in the room, two males and a middle-aged woman. The principal introduced them; a policemen wearing sergeant's stripes, a balding lawyer and the student's mother, Mrs. Porter."How is he?" the teacher asked, holding her hand.She nodded and sniffed."All right," said the principal, "now they want to know what happened out there. You tell them. I was.