Rob stood in front of her, took off his shirt, tie, and t-shirt while Lisa unfastened his belt, pulled down the zipper, and then lowered his slacks an... boxers at the same time.His cock sprung out. It was rock-hard and straight up with a slight curve to it; uncut, about the same size as mine, seven inches or so, but he was not well trimmed with his bright red pubic hairs. Lisa looked up at him, smiled and with one hand she cupped his balls. With the other, she pulled down the foreskin, kissed. As far as I’m concerned this is a waste of your time, a waste of MY time and a waste of your parents’ money. I think I need to talk to your mother.”“Please don’t, Miss Miller. I’ll practice. I promise.”“I’ll give you one more chance. You take this sheet home and practice it. When you return next Wednesday I’ll test you. If I’m pleased with your progress we can continue. If not I call your mother.”Miss Miller handed me a piece of sheet music and directed me to the door.I rode home and. “Now I have twice the protection against hard hits.”Brad took his sweater off its hanger and again admired his last name and number. He ran his fingers over the stitched raised numbers and letters to his name, giving him chills of pride and excitement. He slipped his arms through the sleeves, then over his head, then stood and pulled his jersey down. One player began to clap his hands, and then another and another. Brad sat down as the applause grew by the numbers. He looked around, wondering. It had become so routine that she always lubricated her tiny pucker hole when she got up in the morning. The Skipper rarely spoke to her when he was using her like that except to call her some very nasty names that never failed to make her juices flow nicely.Now that Gallagher was tutoring her in the new tricks he had learned from the nubile head-hunter, she tried them out on the Professor with a great degree of success. He was so enthusiastic about her new-found abundance of kinky.