“Well, you know how hot it makes me to get my clitsucked. I’d just have to have somebody fuck meafterward or I think I’d go crazy. Y...u know, Bob?” Isaid, sitting down in a kitchen chair, spreading mylegs widely apart, showing my most private body partsto every one of these horny studs. I slowly began to stroke myself, brazenly playing withmy pussy for my audience of these five horny youngstuds and my husband. I guess I forgot to mention thatall the guys in the room were. And could only dream of someone like him ending her lonesome, miserable life, filling it with his love, affection and hopefully a very long, thick cock to please her with."Today I'll just tell you to read chapter 1 of Romeo and Juliet and tomorrow present me with a short essay on what the first chapter meant to you. If any of you require assistance, please feel free to come to my office," she added looking straight to Jerry and hoped with all her heart that he would need her assistance. Unless. Although I tried to focus on other things, I was only too acutely aware that itwas Monday, the day when Steven was supposedly setting me my first ?task?.I was a ball of nervous energy, andwished I had never mentioned anything to Steven. After dinner Henrik and Stevencleared the table, before Henrik retired to his room to do his studies. As wesat down in the lounge with our coffees, Steven handed me a piece of foldedpaper. My heart was in my mouth. Slowly I opened it and read my first task.. " Sara turned her face toward Miranda and gave her the coldest stare I've ever seen a non-gangster give another human being. Then she spoke. "Bitch. Leave." I damn near fell down in shock. Miranda looked like she wanted to argue but she instead slammed out of the apartment with such force that the windows rattled. I turned to Sara and...the smile dropped from my face. There was something completely wrong with her demeanor. She wasn't as bubbly as she was when she left. And she wouldn't look at.