She ran a tough class and certainly didn’t take any bullshit from anyone, including the jocks that thought she would become putty in their hands whe... they tried to hit on her. It wasn’t long before everyone knew that you didn’t fuck with Miss Branson because she didn’t play that game, and wasn’t gonna be one of those teachers that gets caught fucking a student. But boy was I wrong! I tried not do anything to bring any attention to the being a target for the jocks to push around but I guess it. "Yes. Give the man ten points if he can say the words," she teased."My dearest Bonnie, I love you with all my heart. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?" He had tried to be serious and yet, somehow it sounded glib."No! Not until you do it properly," she demanded."OK, OK, just give me a minute," he said, slipping out of bed and padding naked to his armoire. Opening the door and extracting a small box, he returned to the bed and sat by Bonnie's side. He leaned over. From time to time she moves forward and his dick is popping out of her ass, leaving her pink hole gaping. Before Bob is coming to a point of no return, she hits the breaks. She is jumping on his chest, tickling his face with her red curls, than moving back to ride him again.Suddenly she jumps up, down from the bed. Bob is confused, raising his upper body, searching for her. But she just moves to the carpet at the end of the bed and into doggy position right in front of me. “Bobby… please… fuck. He dragged his dick through the spunk on my face and made me lick it off his dick. He did it again and again until it was all gone.I eventually arrived at room 505, I knocked and I was surprised when the door was opened by this completely naked black man. A very athletic build and quite a long cock (but not as long as it got when it was hard.) He was well over 6ft tall. He reached out and grabbed me by my Mac and dragged me into the room. The second man was pretty much the same (they could have.