Entering the room. She put her bag on the floor. She reached over to the belt. With a sad expression she handed it to me. The room fell silent. I angr...ly looked at her my eyes bulging. She again looked to the floor. Removing her top she neatly folded it up and placed it on the bed. Then she removed her trainers and socks. Standing over by the bed she pulled up her skirt. “What the he’ll is this I’m seeing Miss A.”Again she was wearing no underwear. Desperate for my cock no doubt. She knew this. "Mmm mmm." he answers. "Use your tongue on the bottom." I instruct. We keep at it for several minutes Tim seriously intent on giving his first blowjob. As I look down at Tim's cute little face stuffed with my dick I feel the pressure build up.I put both of my hands on the sides of his head as I start to loose all control moaning as I shoot my load into his mouth. I spurt once then twice. Tim pulls off my dick and looks up at me "That was awesome!" But I'm not through as I shoot again. “What’ll what take?” she replied dazedly, her eyes fixed on the plunging neckline of my outfit.“What will it take,” I said, deliberately taking slow strides on my clicking heels to where she stood, watching her widened eyes rove up and down me “for you to do your work? I’ve tried talking to you. I’ve given you detention. Why isn’t that enough?”“I don’t know.” She was looking to my left, through the window into the near-dark sky.“And now, this.” I pointed at her essay, whose pages were strewn. "AHHHHHHHH!" he screamed. There was enough light to show how much his hand was mangled. She grabbed the injury in both hands and started stroking it. The pain ebbed away and he felt the bones healing. It was the strangest sensation he ever had. In a minute his hand was back to normal. He flexed it and wondered if what she had just done really occurred. What she broke felt better than ever."I should have just arm wrestled but I wanted to demonstrate that my strength is immeasurable. Besides,.