Once there, he picked up the phone and called Sammy’s mother at home. It only took him a minute to convey the message and get word that Sammy would ...e by the store around lunchtime.He sat back in his chair and waited, knowing that he wasn’t going to be able to concentrate on his work. Outwards, he looked calm, but on the inside all he wanted to do was to track down the rage and strangle it once and for all. For a change, the rage had retreated and was hiding, leaving him feeling weak and. She wondered what the cane would feel like, especially if delivered by a complete stranger in the severe setting of a school head master's office.She started examining her daughter's plumper ass. "Are you sure your bottom can take another three, Jen? You are very bruised still. What time are you meant to be seeing him?" After lunch, mom, and I really am sore, I don't think I can take more." Let me talk to him, okay? I will go and see him this morning, and you can stay in your classes unless you. Watching them made me love them that much more.Not love, I chastised myself. Lust. Just lust. Open, undisguised, unfiltered lust. Love is an irritation. Lust is fun.I slipped between them, feeding Sweetcakes my dick and Hunk my ass. They both latched on without hesitation. I had finally gotten better with oral; I could last a whole ten minutes before blowing my wad. I shared a quick taste with Sweetcakes, but then moved aside so he could share the rest with Hunk.Which set Hunk off."Oh. And I get ‘point’s if I do a dare ... more if I would prove it, but that I would never do...” she said, coming up with something that she’d looked at once a couple weeks ago, and might help explain her behavior.“Ooooh ... we should look at those on the sleepover!!” Amber said excitedly. She had always been the most adventurous of the three, well, except for Bree who was not really a part of the group ... not yet at least ... Cyndi was always a bit of a dreamer, kinda like Robin, though not near.