I told her no, I did, honest. You have to believe me. He came round the house, uninvited, late at night, I didn't want to let him in. He said he just ...anted to talk about what had happened the last time, so I invited him in for a drink and to talk, just talk, really that was the only reason I let him through the door. I shouldn't have, maybe we could have recovered what we had. That was the first night I let him do me at home, when first soiled our marital bed.When he left I cried myself to. It was the release of sexual tension on the most base of levels. It was what Carol needed. The barely noticeable shivers, accompanied by the tranquil and soothing waves of pleasure lapping gently outwards from her core were cathartic. Her mind became calm and quiet, something that she hadn’t felt in a very long time.Carol hadn’t swallowed Jake's cum. She waited for Jake to recover from having his cock milked a second time. When he looked at her, she grinned, tilted her back and opened her mouth. " That's better." He looked me up and down, appraising who i was. "Stepout from behind your desk and let me inspect you. Our school has verydemanding rules. I expect you to meet each one of them."Somehow, i expected to fail in his eyes.He moved first to my desk and picked up the tablet of paper. "Whatnastiness is this? So crude. You girls are all alike - thinking only ofhaving sex with boys. And, your penmanship, it is atrocious, barelylegible."Headmaster Smith picked up the ruler. "Hold out. He pulled me up and pressed my torso on the cold, glass table top, removed my gym shorts and tongued my twitching hole. The feel of his fuzzy beard on my buttocks, in my crack and his hot tongue buried deep in my hole was out of this world and my whole body was squirming for more.He stood up, spit on his cock and plowed right into my hole. I was so horny by this time, that it slid right in as if it were made for my hole. I was moaning, “Fuck me daddy,” over and over again. He used long,.