I frown and look up at him. Babe? I ask, You sure that you’re okay? He takes a deep breath, his eyes closed tightly as if he’s struggling with som...thing. I wait. He looks down at me, his eyes bright. I just, uhmm, it’s just that…., he starts but can’t seem to find his words. Then he blurts everything out without a single pause for breath. It’s just that you’re my first real relationship and girlfriend and I’m not used to this and it’s getting harder to control myself! I look into his eyes,. She had walked up to his desk instead and was standing there holding her test paper."Mr. Rocklin, I don't know what—uh—what I can do..." she trailed off.He studied the student, looking her over. Sandy Coxon, sixteen—maybe seventeen, long sandy brown hair, hazel eyes, tight silk blouse, short tight skirt, pretty pink lips, curvy—nice body ... sexy. His cock stiffened and rose."About your test score?" he asked. "Your grade." Yes, sir. I'm failing, and I just don't know what to do about it. Is. “Wait” he says. He gets off me and started rummaging desperately through his bedside drawer. He finds a condom, tears it open and puts it on.He gets back on top of me and starts maneuvering his head between my labia again. I pant heavily with anticipation. He starts to slide his penis into me. It hurts. “Ow ow”, “slowly” I beg. He pulls it back out and puts just the head back in. “You okay baby”, we whispers. “Yes yes”, I nod nervously. He slides just the head in several time. I try. "Take my cock out," I command.With a noticeable purr, you respond, “Mmmm yes, Sir.”You lean over with a grace and poise that drip with lust and desire. Still purring softly to yourself, you slowly undo my belt and pants. With deft hands, you reach into my boxers and pull out my rock-hard member. You softly stroke it a few times, pushing the limits of what I commanded but not going too far."Alright, my dear, I feel I didn't exactly play fair tonight so I'm going to give you a chance to even.