"It could be worse," he'd said. "Imagine if she got married to someone else with a hyphenated name? I mean, how'd you like to have to deal with, oh, L...ngenderfer-McMahon-Caserowski-Clark?"For that matter, if you were going to put the kid into alphabetical order for some reason or another, like in a grade book, where did you put her? Under "L", or "M", or maybe "Mc?" If you chose the last, did the "Mc" go ahead of or after the "M"s?She'd had Tiffany in the classroom for seven months now, and. I had wanted to play with it but hadn't cause Ididn't want Don to think I was gay or something. Finally I whispered inhis ear that we should take our cloths off. He helped me out of my T-shirtbut couldn't get my bra off. I kind of laughed as I unhooked it. His eyesgot really big as he looked at my bare tits. I stood up and wiggled out ofmy shorts and panties and told him to hurry up and get naked. He did and Itook my turn at staring, at his beautiful cock. He sat back down beside meand I. “Why did you bring that DVD? Need a little stimulation to get it up?” she asked, knowing very well that he’d had a hard-on from the moment he’d come in the house. “Did you screw some other girl this afternoon?” As she spoke, she stripped off her top. She tossed it onto a nearby chair and then posed to give James the full effect of her breasts as they mounded over her bra cups.“Oh baby,” James said. Jessie was more than a match for any centerfold he’d ever seen. She was tanned and fit; her. ..I'm sure her laughter could be heard on the French Quarter street below.Before I could say a word she leapt up and squatted over my face. “Feast on this slave, because this is all you're getting this week!” I suddenly understood, she meant to tease me mercilessly the rest of the week! I never even went soft...As I ate her, she told me the rules for the week. “No masturbating. No more orgasms for you this week at all!. Do whatever I say without question. Break any of these rules and you will.