Oh, please, God no.Throwing her in a room with him, while her panties were soaked through and her thoughts were drifting, was like throwing chocolate ...ake in front of a dieting woman. Too delicious to taste, too forbidden to touch.Ugh, why did she always get herself into these situations?But his point was made, and she forced herself to pay attention for the rest of the hour as he discussed their most recent expositions of Shakespeare.The bell finally rang and the class filed out pretty. She could have fought, but the only thing on her mind was the kiss and how it made her feel. The surprise had worn off and she could feel herself getting warm, feverish ... almost lustful. Randy finally let her up for air thirty seconds later and got a hard slap for his efforts. Damini was furious at the man and made to berate him, but he beat her to it, surprising her with what he said.“I suppose I deserved that,” Randy replied, rubbing his reddened cheek gingerly. “If you want to report me. Well, I'd had health and hygiene in high school so I already knew about sex. I just laughed and told Daddy I knew all about that. He looked at me kind of funny then."Daddy took me into his lap and told me there were things I could do that didn't mean I had to let boys fuck me. He said that I could do other things that boys liked and I could save my pussy for the special man I would meet someday. I wanted to know what he was talking about. I had never even seen a boy's prick. And I wondered what. ”“Don’t l give you enough?” He said.“Of course you do,” she replied, bending forward to kiss his cock, “but l haven’t had a double up me since your Mum and Dan went to Spain.”“I’ll see how long he’s staying, l might be able to persuade him to come and fuck you,” David tormented.“Pig,” she giggled, kissing his cock once more, noticing it twitching in response. “So did you have fun with her?”David gave her a full account of what had happened, including how he had made John suck him off.“Oh l bet.