I had my fingers wrapped around his thin shaft firmly holding it in the right angle for me to swallow him fully. I was going to wake him with his cock...planted deep in my throat, I only hoped he would wake just as his orgasm explodes into my hungry mouth. Now that is what I like to have for breakfast, a nice fresh stiff hotdogs full of warm cream. A hot meal for breakfast is the only way to start the day I thought as my lips traveled down his cock. My tongue applied pressure to the underside. Lady Anne was to pose as a secret supporter of Mary. She was to gain the Queen of Scots trust, to become a courier for her, and to pass the contents of those letters on to Walshingham. But She'd been seduced by Mary. The letters she'd copied for Walshingham were fakes. The real letters she'd passed on. And Walshingham had discovered her treason. "You disappoint me, Lady Anne," Sir Francis said, a tone of genuine regret in his voice. "I expected better of you. To betray my trust, not to. She grinned and told us that was the most incredible thing she'd ever seen. She stood up and came over to give all three of us a passionate kiss, before thanking us and heading off to bed. As she left we looked at each other a little confused. The boys were about to get up and leave too until I pointed out that I was the only person who hadn't cum yet. They looked at each other, grinned and agreed to treat me. I lay on the bed and they both started to kiss me. Every inch of my body was worked. For the remainder of third period, I tried my best to avoid further eye contact with Hannah. But each time I panned the room, she was staring inquisitively at me with a shit-eating grin, like she knew I was intentionally diverting my attention elsewhere. In a brazen move, she hiked her already too short skirt upward as she crossed her legs. Her pussy begged for me to look, which I simply, could not say no too.After class, Hannah needed no invitation to approach the desk. Her alluring smile.