'Well, Terence, it's the end of the week and I have yet to make a decision on your progress. Whilst you have made some progress it is not necessarily ...nough, and I am unwilling to let this business drag on any longer. Your teachers have informed me that over the last few days you have gradually lost the focus that made your time so profitable earlier this week. I have no guarantee that if I restore your manhood you won't simply regress back to being the horrible teenager you once were.' He. This was her second day all to herself so Barbara figured, what the hell, she was going out for a night on the town. She had been eating healthy and exercising regularly and was feeling particularly confident. She knew Charles wouldn’t have an issue with her having a little fun. There was a new club called Sweet Water to check out.She took extra care bathing, put on her favorite sundress and headed out for a night of country and western dancing. Something Charles would never do with her.. “In your mouth,” I said sternly, and she complied, stuffing half of my cock and James’s into her wide open mouth. She seemed to gag a bit as out cocks fought her tongue for space. “Fuck, that’s it girl,” I said. Mr. James nodded in agreement. She let us pull out and smiled up at us. I rubbed my wet cock against her pretty face. “How do you want to do this?” Mr. James asked me. Everyone knew Tara didn’t get a say in the matter. We were going to use her body any way we wanted. “I could fuck. My left ankle had been badly twisted in the fall, but my mind was still spinning so wildly from all I had seen and could not avoid imagining, that I barely noticed.Once in the bedroom, I undressed and donned my sleep shorts, then cleaned my teeth before sliding under the duvet, my tummy alive with nerves.For a long time, I lay on my back, alone in our marital bed, the soft bedside light glowing romantically. My head was buzzing, quite incapable of sleep.What on earth had just happened? And what.