At that moment, I decided to go outside and see if she was in the backyard.As it turned out, Becca was in the backyard. She was sitting on the porch s...eps by the back door of the house. She was wearing her cheerleader uniform, and she looked absolutely gorgeous. I walked over to her and prepared to greet her. Much to my surprise, she way crying. I sat down on the porch steps beside her and attempted to comfort her."Becca, what's wrong?" I asked. "Why are you crying?" I got... I got... kicked. Her emerald green eyes seemed to be laughing at me. I was about to say something when Dolly ran her tongue the length of my prick, from my balls back up to the knobby top. Once again I made to speak, but stopped as Dolly's mouth engulfed the entire knob of my prick, her tongue swirling around licking off the oozing precum that continued to seep out. I gasped aloud as Dolly commenced to take even more of me in and her tongue circled around the base of my knob and as I reveled in the sensations. My young slave girl watched my student sucking on the erect flesh of my right nipple. She bent her head forward and placed my erect left nipple into her mouth, then began to suckle my breast like a starving newborn. I maternally held the heads of my suckling sex slaves, enthralled by the emotional and physical stimulation, while thriving on the carnal ass rimming and pussy licking I was enduring.My chest was heaving as my arousal level increased. The varied sexual sensations were incessant, as. He hesitated for a moment, and then stepped back. "Are you turning me down?"She looked at his face. He seemed surprised... And a little angry, too. But behind that... Was there a hint of hurt?Her heart went out to him. "Oh, Jon. No. No, of course not. If you really want me... Jon, I love what we do. It's so... I never knew there could be anything like it. But we don't have time. You have to shower, and we do have to eat, and you said your call time is 6:30, and... If we even had five minutes.