As I moved to my knees, I noticed the huge bulge in his boxer shorts. My eyes lit up, he’d never struck me as the kind of man to be packing such an ...normous package.“Did I do that?” I asked cheekily, looking up at him. “If I do a good job, I get my promotion, deal?”“Yes,” he groaned.“I want to hear you say it,” I replied.“Yes, deal.” He groaned once more.I pulled his boxer shorts down and his cock sprung to attention in front of me. It was such a wonderful cock, long and incredibly juicy with a. She had showed up ready for some steamy bedroom action, but fear had doused her fires far more efficiently than my touch. All I could do was offer support and hopefully between all of us, make them as safe as possible.I reached for the doorknob but the door opened before us. Renée stood there.There was history between them but I didn't know if they would wait on it or tell me right away. Chloe looked at me and then back at Renée. She smiled slightly and, without saying a word, passed Renée to. Dunken signals for one of the students to go see who's at the door. A girl near the door begrudgingly gets up and answers it. One of the school counselors, Mrs. Adams, walks into the room with a girl you don't recognize. While Mr. Dunken and Mrs. Adams talk you check her out but you can't see much from the back of the room. You can see she's got dark purple, almost black, hair and she's wearing a deep red skirt with a tight-fitting leather jacket and high black combat boots. As you look her. Was, anyway.” He stuck a finger in the hole and pulled until the shirt tore in two. “See? It’s no big deal.She growled and dropped to her knees, and the contents of her purse spilled all over the floor. He felt her overheated mouth on his abdomen just exposed by the ripped shirt; felt her fingers pulling at his fly. He wasn’t wearing underwear, so her mouth was sucking on the tip of his cock before he could instinctively help her with her bag.She wet him with a mouth half full of saliva the.