I am 17 years old, varsity cheerleader, and overall popular rich girl. I am 511 inches tall, 127 pounds, with dark brown hair and blue eyes. My family...is rich, very rich. My dad, Harry, and my mom, Margret, grew up in New York City and met when they were both attending Harvard University. They got married moved to Albany, then had me. I have always had what I wanted, every wish was their command, and it still is. They love me, yes, but they are so wrapped up in their work they never spend. “Yes, Sra. Martínez. For them as well, thank you.”Sra. Martínez outdid herself with the local equivalent of huevos rancheros and something that looked and tasted like a mini breakfast burrito with rice and beans and a double measure of jalapeño, along with her own surtido, a mix of sliced cauliflower and carrots in a powerful vinagrette. And coffee. Hot and strong and lots of it.Sated, the breakfast table a wreck and our stomachs content along with the other hungers we’d satisfied earlier, we. “Now I need the second one, hun!” she exclaimed as she looked over her shoulder to Jerry.Jerry mounted the bed and introduced his cock to Laura’s arse. He pushed forward and slowly sank his cock into her, gently at first as he saw his knob ease past her sphincter and almost plop inside her.“Oooo fuck!” Laura cried out as he penetrated her. “I wish there was a third for me to suck on,” she said as her eyes closed. Laura felt full already, very full with two big cocks in her, yet she had the. ?George,? she said ?you are not to cum, not now and not again until I say you can. If you don?t tell me when you cum without permission you will not be allowed to cum again for a month, understand?? George nodded, wrapped up in his ecstasy of frustration. ?In fact, George? she added ?because I have seen what you have been reading, I have decided that you will not cum tonight and maybe not even tomorrow, it all depends on what you are prepared to do for me first?. George nodded again suddenly.