Pain shot through my body and almost brought me to my knees. "Yes! Little!" she yelled.Not letting go, she continued, "If you want to continue this ar...angement, then you are going to agree to a few terms. Got it?"I just nodded."Good. Go sit on the fucking couch. I'll be right out," she said, releasing her death grip on my genitals.I shuffled off to the living room and sat on the couch. From the other room, I could hear her printer firing up. A few minutes later, she came back in to the living. " I replied, as she giggled intensely and sat down.In the course of 30 minutes, we basically went over all that the test was bound to be on the exam, the clock was close to hitting 8 pm, as I reminded Sarah that we were running short of time."That's ok, I can stay until 9 or so" she eagerly proposed."You know, I do have other things to do..." I told her."Like what? you're not even married Brad." she insisted."Well, no, but-" C'mon, I wanna get good grades, help me out here" she said"You. Her hand went to my groin and began softly stroking me. I played with her butt, rubbing and squeezing her cheeks, occasionally dipping my hand down between her legs. I moved my hand up her flanks, ran my palm across her breast, then gently squeezed her nipple between my thumb and forefinger.I slid my hand down her belly, across her thick patch of dark pubic hair, and gently massaged her clit. When I felt she was wet enough, I gently nudged Joyce onto her back and lay down on top of her. We. She was ash blond, short curly hair, her breasts had to be larger than most women's, her waist slender, her hips full, legs long and slender, feet small and dainty.I really was speechless, I thought I was going to catch hell, get yelled at, now I get offered a blowjob. And I've never had one."Take your pants off, Ryan," Donna said, so I loosened my belt, unbuttoned the waist, zipped down my fly and dropped them to the floor and stood there."Take off your shirt and briefs, too, Ryan," and I took.