.." Call me Vanessa," I interrupted. Why? I have no idea."Well Vanessa, he can do some extra credit. I mean extra credit willalways help your grade, b...t if he fails the next two tests, I don't knowhow much the extra credit will help. He really needs to ace both of themto pass," Jackson said...not really looking at my face at all. I couldtotally tell he is staring at my legs."Please, I will get him a tutor and make sure he does his homework. Idon't want my boy to fail. I'll do anything to help. Her hand moved between her legs and began to rub her clit. Again, she took five or six breathes before holding it and pushing back. Another inch. Then another. I pulled back until I was almost out and drizzled some more lube onto her ass and my cock. Gently, I pushed about three inches back inside her, and stopped. I wanted her to be back in control.She moved her hand from her clit and reached further between her legs. Suddenly she grasped by balls and yanked them forward. Holy shit!. As a. . I didn’t really think to ask earlier, but you’re okay with this, right?” Laura asked with raised eyebrows.The horny girl blinked. “What?”“Well,” Laura said, suddenly bashful, “it’s a lingerie shoot. So you’ll, um, be seeing a lot of me. I don’t want it to be weird or anything—”It was all Alaina could do to not drool or nod desperately. “No, no,” she said, trying not to sound thrilled at the prospect, “it’s fine, don’t worry about it. I want to be there for you.” This is going to be torture.. ‘So now… what does English do?’ The class didn’t answer, how could they after reaching such an introduction like that? They didn’t want to be wrong in front of the entire class, shot down by the teacher. ‘Nobody?’ Mrs. Green donned a Monty Python-esque British accent, ‘What? Nobody dare braves the gauntlet that is Mrs. Green’s query?’ The class loosened a little with the half-ass attempt to get them to open up, but there was still silence. Somebody shuffled in the back. ‘Alright, you. What do.