“My information is that he’s completed his course requirements. Why won’t he graduate this year?”“He’s only been with us two years. And hi... credits are a little ... irregular.”“Irregular how?” Irving snapped. “I believe all are from accredited institutions.”“Yes, but ... well, sir, the school has its standards to maintain, as I’m sure you can appreciate.”“In what manner will Mr. Calvalli’s commencement violate those standards?”“Sir, I told you, he’s only been with us two years,” Clanton. We took a table as a pretty waitress took our drink orders. She kept staring at my cum covered face and looking at the 2 big black men who controlled me. I think she was excited and maybe had the potential to be a BBC slut herself. When she delivered our drinks, both BBCs had raised my short mini to exposed my well used pussy. They were playing with my rings as the cum continued to seep out. She could see the tattoos and the nasty writing above my cunt. The other patrons of the bar were also. Normally whenever she touched me I was aroused. She kneed that and she liked it.She wontedly makes her boobs touch me and while sponge bath she used to touch my nipples and make me feel like heaven. On fifth day when she came to take the temperature I was lying and she came and touched my forehead as she was checking my temperature…I woke up and gave her a smile… Then I was fantasying abt her and she started to talk with me suddenly my cock started getting in the gear. Slowly from first to. I don’t want to look up as all three of us sit at the dinner table. I look over to mama and she sits there on the phone talking to someone. I look at daddy and all I can see is his jaw clenching tight and then his nose flaring. "I like what I see, and I want it," I hear him say not knowing if I'm dreaming or not. I gasp softly as he reaches across the table taking the last piece of red velvet cake. He pauses just for a moment, looking at me, then smirks putting it on his plate. Mama breaks out.