? Gina stuck a scrap of paper listing my chores into my mouth, gave me a vicious little smile, and left for the day. Oh my kinky, freaky little girl, ...hat would she think of next? The chain did remind me of Gina all day—each time I stumbled and each time it rattled as I crawled about on my knees scrubbing the floor. The apron did nothing more than humiliate me. My suit was ruined. But so what? I didn’t have a job any longer—at least no job other than trying to keep Gina happy.Now my Gina was. Obviously I had been day dreaming and been caught. “Give me liberty or give me death,” I replied. which was followed by more snickers from my classmates. “How about if you stick around for some extra tutoring time?” Ms. Wrey remarked. Gladly. The buzzer sounded and Ms. Wrey asked me to stay for a moment as the classroom emptied. My cock was rock hard. It seemed to stay that way in her class. The last student left the classroom. I kept my seat. Ms. Wrey stepped to the back of the classroom and. " You don’t have to,” he stuttered, finding it hard to talk. “It’s okay to just use your lips and tongue on the tip. Try alternating between licking and sucking. Cup my balls at the same time, not hard as it’s painful."Eagerly she did what he suggested, enjoying herself while watching his reaction. She explored different ways of licking and sucking while gently squeezing his balls, his rapturous groans, music to her ears, driving her on. This was exactly what she wanted: to learn how she could. Everyone echoed the “amen.” We started to file out.Robin came up to Karen and gave her a hug which Karen returned. She then marched over and gave me a hug and kissed my cheek. That drew a couple of “Wows!” from some of the others. We left the classroom and joined Melissa and Paul in the sanctuary.Melissa looked at Karen and asked, “How was your class?”“It was good though they don’t lack for hormones. I threatened to wear a nun’s habit next week and one boy said that I would still be attractive..