I knew my tongue felt broken. My hands wanted to touch him. Being a desk pet came easy to me. I was truly passive and weak. I don't think he meant to ...ctually kiss me. It was the only kiss I got in his office. Maybe he even remembers the desk pet that earned a kiss. I would quickly learn what he wanted with my mouth. Giggle. No silly sex game is easy to explain.I never thought the son-of-a-bitch would actually put me under his desk. I wanted to make getting on my hands and knees and crawling. I used the shower open on the side of the deck where we always washed off before and after the spa. When I put my glasses back on I noted my two friends were focused on me and it may have been the results of Sister Jane’s work in my anus that changed my physique. I was having strange memories erupting as a result and I didn’t know if I could trust that. I tried to clear my head.Mrs. Jordan beckoned me to come and give her a hug. Of course I did. I walked over to where they were sitting on the. I came downstairs, dressed and ready for school. Momma was finishing up making breakfast, and smiled at me as I walked in. "Hungry, sweetie?" She gestured to my plate, then wiped her hands on her frilly apron. "Oh, I almost forgot juice." She turned to open the fridge and my skirt started to tent when I saw she wasn't wearing anything under the apron. Then she bent down to find the juice, putting her luscious pussy on display, and my skirt completely fell away leaving my cock exposed. She. Soon she noticed the effect, before the sensation of the prior thrust had a chance to extend over her whole body the next one already came, each breath was cut short while she tried to keep up.Then all of a sudden she came as unexpected as she came hard, her eyes growing wide while waves of pleasure and pain rippled through her body and forcing all the tension out of her muscles.She went limp and felt like a bag full of water, suddenly turned around and emptied over the bed. Steven was still.