“You do need this job, do you, Miss Mendes? I’ve done some messed up stuff. I can give your young entitled ass some stories,” Mr. Bagwell said.A... that point, Ashley got annoyed and she got determined. She then kissed Marcus Bagwell harder and with more aggression.“Entitled, huh?"Ashley then unzipped Marcus Bagwell’s pants, pulling them down. She pulled out his erect member, spitting on it and deep throating immediately. Mr. Bagwell’s hands drifted up her skirt as a trail of saliva left Ashley’s. That should cheer 'em up and make him forget everything. It's just a stupid test after all. There's always next year.As I rode home on my motorcycle I thought of my bizarre weirdo dream. "The Alps? Or was it the moon? What was it...Alice? Arita?" The memory of the dream had slowly faded away."Sis I'm home!" Hey handsome, how was the test?" Magumi said. She came from the kitchen wearing an apron."It was good sis. Is there something to eat I'm famished I-"Magumi kissed me on the lips.For the. I stroked him gently until his cock got real hard. He felt nice and thick in my hands. I moved between them, offering them my body. They each helped themselves to my tits, ass, and pussy. Jake inched his fingers near my mouth and I sucked on them, letting him know I was hungry for some cock in my mouth. I leaned over to Daddy and put my head in his lap. I pulled out his cock and started to suck him with my ass in the air. Jake couldn’t really see what I was doing, although I’m sure he could. Just when I thought that my sister couldn’t look any sexier.“Home early, sis?”“I skipped last class. I lied and said that I was sick, and the nurse let me go. She didn’t even ask my symptoms, and she probably heard that I got myself knocked up. I must have told everyone in school.”“That doesn’t surprise me, and I’ll assume that you didn’t tell anyone that I’m the father. Or do you want me to punish you?”“Will you promise to spank me, daddy? Or do you want me to call you master today?”“It.