My shoulders shook as the tears poured out. Mother would ground me for life. I would never leave the house. I would never get to have fun.It wasn't fa...r. I can't believe Mr. Thompson turned down my mouth and cunt. Doesn't he know how good I was? I would take him to heaven. Deacon Bill Paxtor at church loved my blowjobs. Last Sunday, I let him fuck me for the first time. He wasn't as good as Daddy, but I still came anyways, and the Deacon had howled, “I love your tight, eighteen-year-old cunt,”. I was completely naked. My penis was hard and long. My full 6 inches stood out in proud glory. She just sat there staring at it. She was sort of immobilised at the sight of my organ.“Kela nahin khaogi?”, I asked, shaking her out of her hypnotic gaze. (Don’t you want to eat the banana?)She knelt in front of me and slowly touched the tip of my penis. Semen was already oozing at the tip. She slowly touched the tip and licked the drop. I couldn’t believe it was happening with this beautiful. He undid his belt and trousers and I leant over to extricate his cock and began licking and sucking it, very much aware of his big belly resting on my head.His fingers explored whatever parts of my body he could reach, warm, sticky fingers all over.Although whiffy, I licked it delicately with my tongue, cleaning the ridge of his helmet, (I am addicted to smeg) sucked it, rubbed it and squeezed his balls, he came quickly and I swallowed every last drop of his incredibly thick semen. He dropped. Lewis had also used some nerdy jigery-pokery to setup a private, untraceable link to a ‘clean’ PC in the consulting room in the medical school. In that room he had also setup a webcam for the face-to-face consultation, and another webcam on a stand at the bottom of the examination couch. That webcam has a zoom facility that could be controlled from the PC in Sophie and Lewis’s room. It was also detachable from the stand. They had had a test run of a consultation with Sophie in the consulting.