Was it a hard dick? No. But it was something that she needed when there were no other opportunities present. Meanwhile, our esteemed principal had se...t young Mr. Eugene home until further notice, let the nerd explain THAT to his parents. Currently there were more pressing issues, such as how to approach Miss Praved and force her into becoming his obedient slave. Surely the age old do as I say or lose your job would work but that didn’t seem a compelling enough argument. Especially with no. They are at the club they had chosen until real late or real early in the morning, depending on the view, before they stumble out and onto the deck. They are both drunk, but not nearly as bad as the night before. They are drunk enough to make them silly though. Both are giggling and laughing as they walk down the deck.“I thought we weren’t going to get drunk,” Luke says.Candace just giggles. “Who says I’m drunk? I’m not drunk.”They walk along the railing before she stops and looks over. Luke. I shrugged, "I'll remember this when you are begging to come tonight." I don't beg," she countered."Like a dog," I quipped back."Yes or no?" she smiled, her hand moving to my cock and stroking it."No," I said firmly. "But you will finish what you started on the drive home." Only if I come first," she challenged, knowing that most of the time I came first."Deal," I smiled, knowing that she was definitely going to come first, although not from my cock."But no cheating," she said, moving her hand. With a display of flexibility that practically made me come right then and there, she lifted one of her perfectly sculpted legs straight up and rested an adorable, sock-covered ankle on my shoulder. She then wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled herself up into the air— Ballet is awesome, by the way. Her ripe breasts smashed against my face as she changed position, swinging both legs around my waist and pretzling them across my back. I pushed the unbearably hard tip of my cock inside her.