Then added, "Well, I guess we will just have to teach how to appreciate a lady!"While inwardly delighted at the prospect of seeing Troy's stuffed shir... deflated a bit, Nichole was not quite sure she liked the way Ms. White had used the were "we" just then.As Troy and Nichole were considering the possibilities of Ms. Whites last sentence, the female bandit was looking around the garage seemingly deep in thought.After about a minute, she turned back to them and said, "OK, let's start over. Loose. He wrote for at least another ten seconds after I declared the exam to be over. He needn't bother to turn it in."William stood there, his mouth open and his so methodically filled papers shaking in his hand. This was the last day of the semester, and he needed this grade badly!Cynthia instead was stunned. "Ten seconds? You will give him a zero for ten seconds?" she asked incredulously."Yes, I will. There are so many papers to grade; I have no problem rejecting one. And now you may go."Cynthia. He shot spurt after spurt down my swallowing throat. When he was done, I backed off and held my finger still inside his ass as it twitched and spasmed. I then gently sucked the remaining cum from the head of his cock as I pulled my finger out of his ass. He stood up, got dressed and left without sucking me or receiving his facial. Oh well, I had fun! A few minutes after he left, I got another request. This guy was not as big as the first guy but he was super horny. He arrived and said he. The tension was so great, you could cut it with Private Al Ghamdi's knife.The concubine that functioned as the Colonel's executive assistant opened the door and admitted two men to the already crowded office.The first was a private, escorted by his sergeant. "Private Al Harbi reporting, Sir!" exclaimed the recruit, saluting. Samantha recognized him: the third of the three sponsors who had not yet registered their offspring for school. He spoke with a definite, if soft, accent."Yes, Private?".