But still, something was wrong. What was it?Kathy looked back at Tim... ... and then slipped and fell to the ground. It couldn't be, could it??"Kathy,...are you okay?" Sarah whispered urgently to her, helping her up."I'm fine," Kathy said, just able to get into her closing position before the music ended. Looking out over the audience, Kathy locked eyes with the man sitting next to Tim and glaring back at her.It was Mr. Henry Shore. Kathy's father.Kathy suddenly felt herself slipping backwards in. Once he was standing in front of her door, with trepidation, he knocked lightly.A female voice from inside called out. "Come in."Robert opened the door and walked into Mrs. Redgraves' office. She was seated behind her desk in a large; high backed leather swivel chair. She turned around and saw who it was and smiled broadly."Thank you for coming Mr. Baird. Robert isn't it?" Yes ma'am but Bob is what most people call me." Bob it is then. Look Mr... Bob I have a bit of a problem and I was thinking. She grabbed my head and forced my mouth onto hers and kissed me passionately and then something I never experienced with her happened, I felt her started thrusting back up at me and fucking me back, her moans were louder then usual then all of a sudden she dug her nails into my back and started cumming. She usually can control when she cums and never came this quick but that afternoon, she couldn't control herself. At that point it was clear that these session was not going to be a normal fuck. Look at you; I emptied your big African balls.”Then she stuck out her tongue to let her African friend check that she was telling the truth, and that she had swallowed all his shots and not even missed a drop of his precious nectar. Although Giselle was very self-confident and determined, even she had to admit to herself that this African man was a tremendous ejaculator, the like of which she had never seen before. Even recalling her youthful years, she could not remember any of her white.