Tell me, Abby … just looking at today and excluding Stan and me, how many times were you requested to fuck, suck, or eat pussy?”“Just today, ma�...�am?” She nodded. “Okay … let’s see …” I held up my right hand and ticked off the fingers. She interrupted me.“Don’t tell me you’re going to have to use your other hand.”I thought through the day, then giggled, “No, ma’am. Two fucks, two sucks, and a pussy.”She looked at me intently. Sara did question this, too. She didn’t ask about details, though. “So,. We will tell everyone that I am going to tutor you and that should satisfy their curiosity. We will do it during lunchtime so Miss Foster will not be in the outer office.”Emma felt more relaxed that Miss Jackson had clearly thought through how they would deal with a weekly discipline session, and said, “That sounds very good, then, Miss Jackson.”Miss Jackson continued, “Of course, normally I have given you three or four strokes of the cane. Now, however, the minimum number will be six strokes. We do! He stays in me, pulling me close, caressing my breasts as I lay my head back on his shoulder. I can hear the drumming of his heartbeat. I can feel him slip out gently. He turns me around. He has a big smile on. Our lips meet. We kiss passionately. Pull apart. Sighhhh! He adjusts his clothing, packing that sexy cock in. I just slump back on the ledge. He picks up his backpack, brushes his lips with mine, mouthing see you later and lets himself out.Thats what I love about him. So. This has been like any normal day watching the world go by outside and waiting for my mom to leave the house so I can call Terrence and let him know its safe to come over . Terrence is one of my yummier men I've met from online and Im happy I did . Tall ,black and muscular wonderful abs and tight arms if I had to guess I would say his cock is about 8 or 9 inches. I've never been good with this sort of thing guessing the size I mean. About this time I hear my mom preparing to leave and I get.