She probably speaks Indian or something." I'm sure she does, but she also speaks English very well from what I understand." My dad smiled, missing the...point entirely."Where's she gonna sleep?" I challenged him. "The other bedroom's full of junk."We had three bedrooms in our house, mine, Dad's, and the junk room, so called because it was where we put our junk."Uh, well..." My dad took a bite of the casserole I'd made for dinner. " ... This is really good, Stace." No, uh-uh..." I shook my head. This lasted longer than the other, too. The dominatrix went back to her left breast, and alternated her whipping back and forth from one breast to the other for a good twenty minutes. Helen had never felt such pain. Her breath was coming in short gasps and she was sweating profusely. Just when she felt she could take no more, the woman stopped. Helen had dribbled from the gag quite a lot, over her chin and in between her breasts. The woman untied the gag and licked Helen’s saliva from her. He rolled his head back and let out a moan. I love watching the length of a black cock as I suck it. My mouth was moving up the shaft of his cock about an inch more with every suction. My mouth was so wet I was leaving a trail of saliva bubbles along the length of his black cock. I could clearly see that I was only able to take about a little more than half of his cock in my mouth. He was not only long but very thick. With my hand I began to smooth my saliva to coat the entire length of. This is my last class of the day.’ She paused. ‘It’s OK if you want to call me Bernadette. Or, my friends call me Bernie.’ ‘By coincidence, it is also my last class of the day. OK, Bernie, here’s my offer. Every day, after class, unless there is an emergency of some kind, you, and any other students who wish, may follow me to my office, and I will go over material with you. You will not leave, nor will I, until you have mastered the topic of the day. Our first few topics will deal with.