He heard his name called again. It was a very soft feminine voice. He turned to his right – no one there either. The phantom voice called again. Thi... time he spun round 180 degrees and Danny could not believe what he saw. His mind raced quickly back to the cafeteria ... it HAD been Janet Rivers he saw. Danny hadn’t been imagining things. Janet Rivers WAS here at Blanke Schande College and was now standing only ten feet away from him. Also, like all female students at BSC, she was wondrously and. It finally was my turn and I was successful in pulling the block out without it tumbling, although it was teetering precariously. My command was to take the Master of the Game in my ass. I was not prepared for this, but presented myself to Master Ken.I knelt in Daddy’s favorite position, Ass Up. I was on all fours, with both of my holes open and waiting. My head was on the floor, and my back was arched to be in the most pleasurable position for Master Ken. He lubed up his fingers and entered me. I instinctively grabbed the back of her head and began to thrust my hips into her face. “Is this really happening? It can’t be. It’s too fucking surreal.” My thoughts spinning as my Mom’s head was pouncing on my cock. I didn’t warn her when I came. I just came in her mouth! My knees buckled and I dropped to the cool linoleum kitchen floor. Panting for breath, she glared at my cock with a delightfully evil look in her eye. My cock was still hard. She crawled on top of me and maneuvered my cock. We talked for a bit about how kinky it was to fuck on a stage and imagining people watching us from the bleachers across the room! That seemed to turn her on. She grabbed a chair that probably came from one of the class rooms and placed the flashlight on the seat so it shined on the floor where we had decided gave the best view of the doors in case someone was to come in we could see them. She had hidden a towel in her purse and sat that on the seat also. Looking around it was decided that it.