"Yes, a lot," she said adjusting her gray, knee-length pleated skirt."Any relatives still there?" There are your two aunts and an uncle." You must hav... enjoyed there?" A lot. We used to cycle across the town, play volleyball and dance to Russian music. School was fun, too." Were you good in studies?" No, just average. I was a good swimmer though. There's a lake near our house and all of us used to swim in it." I guess they miss you, too?" Yes, they do. Will take you there some day. Now let's go. "I got so used to just slapping a D on your papers… I would change your grade, but you did such a piss poor job in my office the other day, I don't think I will."Sam was absolutely stunned. She never imagined that he would be this cruel when she had done everything he asked. "That's not fair, though. We had a deal. I was doing all this stuff so I wouldn't have to do the work. To do it and still have to deal with your pervert bullshit is just not right."Sam hoped that if she started the tears. It was like a picture of it was super imposed on everything I looked at. I couldn't believe it, but that cock ring actually turned yard work into a sexual experience!I thought about how it got there. I thought about Pam. What a devilish idea. Did she know it would make me think of her all the time? How could I not? I played back events from the last twenty four hours. Everything was so intense.I found myself occasionally rubbing myself, rubbing that ring. It felt good. That ring had me jazzed. It was perfect. I found her pussy and slowly started to penetrate her. She was tighter than I expected and jolted as I entered her more. I was now balls deep in her. I didn't want to hump her to much because I was sketched someone might catch on to what we were doing. She noticed and started to grind on me. She moved in a circular motion. Which let me feel all her walls. She started to twerk and really got my dick in her. It was increadible. She was fucking me how I imaginged every black woman.