“Yeah, did something else happen we don’t want to know about?” Mrs. McArthur said causing my mom to start to laugh out loud.“Actually, all we ...id was talk about my BF and how I needed to not do that anymore,” I said.Annie and Sarah looked at each other quizzically.“BF, Mom — Brain-Fart? You know ... the ‘Hyphenated Term’ that brought us over here today?”“I see, Charles. What are you two working on, the Paso Doble?” she asked.“Nope ... we’re going back over the Viennese Waltz first. Mrs.. The first slap across her tits made her cry out in pain and she tried to cover up her tits, "Get those fuckin' hands down" I demanded as I grabbed her wrists and pulled her arms down. "Keep those fuckin' hands down" I demanded and once again sent a hard slap across her tit. She again cried out in pain, but did as she was told and I sent several more slaps to her tits. Deciding to go a bit further, I now punched at her tit sending an even more painful shock through her. She grabbed at her tits. I cried out when I felt the cockhead poke into my asshole, splitting it open while my pussy was full of someone else's meat! Slowly he entered my ass, forcing it to take his cock. My rectum was so tight around his prick, even tighter with the guy in my cunthole! I let out a long howl as my ass was filled to the brim with cock while my pussy was stuffed along with it. My head was spinning, my mouth hanging open."Uggggh, shit! She is so fuckin' tight! Jesus Christ! Fuck!" shouted the guy fucking. DeRonda sat back down on top of her desk still dressed in her garter belt, black nylons and red high heel shoes. John bent down and he gathered up his clothes, he looked at me then to his aunt. DeRonda crossed her legs as they hung from her desk, it was almost as if she was posing on her desk. My pussy twitched as I gazed at her beauty. John, you go jump in the shower, I will deal with Janet, DeRonda said with a smile. John moved in front of DeRonda and I stood there watching as she wrapped her.