.. I belong with you.”“I love you, Naomi. I think I have since the first day I met you. If you’re serious about coming back here, I’d be the f...rst person to welcome you back. I’m wondering what you’ll do? All that work to get your Master’s and what will you do?”“Don’t worry about that,” she said, taking my hand and holding it to her breast. “What we have is more important ... at least it is to me.”“You don’t have to ask about me. You already know how I feel. If I felt I could steal away for a. “What do you have to be sorry about?”“I don’t know! Something! I’m afraid you’re angry with me.”“I’m not a bit angry with you, darling. You’ve done nothing to make me angry.”“Okay.” You nodded your head, but didn’t look convinced. In fact, you still looked sad. “I want to be perfect for you. And when I’m not perfect, I feel you are disappointed and angry.”I looked at you seriously for a moment. “Do you think you would feel better if I disciplined you?”“Yeah.”“Okay then – let’s do that. Take off. Rachael pushed me down on my back and mounted my face in a 69 position. She shoved her warm pussy into my mouth and I gladly began to feast on her womanhood. Her sweet juices flowed into my mouth as I dug my tongue deep inside of her. She, in turn, took my entire, now erect, length into her mouth. She chocked, but continued, sucking just as hard and fast as she had in the shower. She moaned on my dick and declared she was going to cum again. At this I fit my mouth over her glistening hole and. ” I said sadly just as we realized it was time for classes. We parted ways and I trudged to my first class: Econ Honors. Mrs. Luck was my teacher, which was fortunate because She had become one of my best friends at Rochelle since I had started. I had even begun to confide in her sexually. I was also one of her favorite students so I sat front and center as class had begun. She talked to a clearly uninterested class about the importance of economic understanding when the classroom door opened..