One hand grabbed the base of his cock, while the other massaged the meaty head of his shaft. He started to move his hips in tandem with my grasps alon... the length of his shaft, and soon I saw the glistening of semen that dribbles out when excitement starts to build. Having been without sex for several weeks, I couldn't control myself any longer. Leaning over the bed, I sucked his cock deep into my mouth, and began to run my mouth up and down the shaft so that his tip must have went halfway down. But you really should be wearing a bathing suit. Come here."Without thinking, Brandy did as she was told. She stood before him, shivering and hugging herself as she recognized the stirrings of a schoolgirl crush. When had she started to feel that way for her coach? She tried to think back to the tryout earlier that day, but her memories seemed fuzzy and incomplete. "You're right. I should have brought a bathing suit. I could go home and change really quick..."Thurman shook his head. "It's too. Her chest was flushed, and she self-consciously brushed her hair away from her eyes.“Yes! God, yes. But you’ve been taking care of me all day. I just… I had to make sure you weren’t only doing this because you thought I needed it.”“Oh, Trish. Honey, no.” She smiled warmly, and I grinned with relief. “I want this. Maybe this morning it started as helping you get through but since then? I mean, I wasn’t expecting anything that happened today. I’m as surprised as you are, but I’m into this. I’m. "This is an object lesson my dear." The Principle explained as he walked around to the front of his desk. "Nothing you have is yours, You are in control only of your mind. Your clothes are not yours, your body is not yours. You are simply using them at this moment." The girl looked puzzled. She was tied to a chair and the Principle was explaining some king of odd philosophy to her. Sandra was really confused. Of course Principle Lazlow had seen this sort of reaction before."Tell me Sandra, have.