If you make a D, you get a dollar deducted from the total,” answered Jerry.“Let me get this straight. I write down in a journal how many hours I s...end studying and then you’ll pay me a dollar an hour for each A and fifty cents an hour for each B. What about for a C?”“Nothing. You can do better than a C, and we both know that,” replied Jerry. His son wasn’t going to end up as a B and C student facing a dead end future. Maybe a little money would motivate him. His mother wasn’t going to motivate. He gently leaned me against the wall. We threw our arms around each other and kissed each other with an intense hunger. We drew back and gazed adoringly into each other’s eyes. Our fingers moved to unbutton each other’s shirts. I had worn no bra, and soon we were stroking and kissing each other’s bare chest. We resumed kissing. My hard nipples were drilling into his bare chest. I playfully reached down and unbuckled his belt, leaving it on him and his pants zipped. I eagerly jammed my right. "Oh god yes Master, the Cunt would love to cum Master." I knew well enough by now that a simple acknowledgement of my desire would never suffice. "Please Master; please let the Cunt cum, please!" Why should I allow you to cum?" He asked in a playful manner."The Cunt is its Master's obedient toy. The Cunt is completely devoted to its Master and loves its Master."He seemed pleased by my answer, especially the unexpected part in which I confessed my love for him. Indeed what I felt must have been. Seems like the nurse had not brought her pump to work so she was in discomfort. My wife was telling her things she did to help the discomfort, and told her how one time I sucked her breast and had milked them dry and how much I loved how the breast milk tasted. They giggled and the nurse left the room only to return later complaining her breast where hurting so badly. My wife offered to help her and slowly reached out to massage her shoulders. as she did it help the nurse relax and out of the.