"Mr. Font?" she asked quietly."Becky? Feeling better?" I asked cautiously."Um, a little," she then looked away fiddling with the tips of her long blo...de ponytail before looking at me again and giving me a note."What's this?" I asked while looking at it."A note from my mom. She wants to speak with you," she said evasively.Ad I read the fine feminine script it was a proper invitation to come over this afternoon and talk about Rebecca's test results. I couldn't think of any big tests yet, as. In one smooth move, his hand closed around his shaft, holding himself as he sharply pushed my head down, his cock head pushing into my mouth. I struggled, in vain, as he kept his hand tight in my hair, letting his cock head rest just inside my mouth. He kept me firmly in place as well as his hand on his cock holding it so I could not withdraw. Suddenly, he thrust his hips up, pushing his cock further into my mouth. Tears sprung to my eyes both from the cock filling my mouth, the familiar. I saw a side of her that surprised the shit out of me, she was bending over like some obedient slut, directing him to fuck her, and when he was inside her, the noises she was making were embarrassing, Michele was a really hot fuck when she was d***k, and she had a mouth to match. I really wanted to wake up and join in, as I sat there in my pretence sl**p, my cunt ached to be violated, and I was jealous of Michele’s cunt getting all the attention. She was screaming as she orgasmed and the bench. His arms were around me as he spun me toward his desk and pressed his groin into my ass. His hard cock had fucked it earlier in the day and it felt like he wanted more. He pulled my dress up and undid his pants as he kissed my neck and shoulders. It felt good, but I kept telling him that I should go. Apparently I wasn’t as persuasive as I should have been and soon his cock was sliding into me from behind. My hands rested on top of Mr. Stephenson’s desk and he held onto my hips while he fucked.