He stands up, and I hear thumping. Then thereis the jangling of his tool belt, followed by thereverberating sounds of the hammer."Come on, girl. Time ...o get you to your feet,"he says, and I struggle awkwardly up. Hismuscular arms do most of the work. Oncestanding, he guides the makeshift handcuffs to apoint on the wall, and hooks the wire over thenail he's driven into the wall."Spread your legs," he says softly."Why?" I ask, fearing the worst.There is a flash of light in my right eye as. Mrs. Cummings stopped me at the door and told me,"You are getting a failing grade, young man and you must apply yourself to your studies. I want you to show up at my house exactly at 5PM for some remedial tutoring. My husband will be there so don't get any funny ideas in your head."I just nodded my head in agreement and figured it was better to get help from the teacher than to come home with a failing grade and a chance that I would have to do the entire year all over again. Besides, I was hot. Greenstick, here is the key," he slid an odd shaped chain across the table to me. "The council said that when your office is officially open they have a big case for you, and your crew."With that he got up and left rather in a hurry, hell he couldn't have moved faster if you'd shot at him.Well, it was too bad I wasn't going to have another all day session with Cynthia. I was finally starting to get used to her soft curves and softer insides, at least her father had everything finally ready.. And he replied “it already has” and pointed down to his crotch where I could easily see the outline of his hard cock. He continued looking at the magazine and I could see him rubbing his cock over his jeans. “Get it out” I said “and do it properly”. He asked if I didn’t mind and I said “of course not. With that he undid his belt and zip and as he slid his trousers and pants down a superb rock hard cock flipped out and up against his stomach with a very swollen red helmet. He had a tiny thin.