Hart whispers in my ear, “Gray, can I talk to you in the other room?”“Uh yeah sure.” I get up and follow him into the adjoining empty classroo...m. I look at Mr. Hart’s face taking in his sexy stubble and the way he never buttons the top button of his shirts revealing his collar bone. He leans down and kisses my lips sending a bolt of energy through me.“Woah,” I say pulling away, even though he’s sexy as hell I don’t want to be caught kissing him. “Mr. Hart,are you sure we should be doing this. I follow your lead and people know that. Before you came to Sparta, I was nothing special in any way. You made me whatever it is that I am. You're the face of the Spartan Nation. I know that." Gwen, I didn't make you anything. You were brave, strong, smart and beautiful before I came to this town. You already had a great voice and were trained in dance. All I did was give you the chance to show how you could shine. You're the product of a loving family that gave you great genes and. The cock was as big as a sausage and he held her head steady in his powerful grip. She struggled to suck it,"mmmphhh, mmp, mmmmmmmmmpppfffhhhh, mmmmmmm, muuummmm, mm."The final scene really got to me. All I could see was an extreme closeup of the engorged jet black shaft penetrating deep into her cunt. Just above her eagerly slurping hole I could see her magnificent anus puckering to each of his thrusts. Two powerful black hands splayed her naked private parts for public display, all the while. At the end of the week I drove her back home and it was decided that I would stop over and see her ex as I have known him for 40 years. I received a txt from him stating he would not be back in town before 10 pm and would not meet up. So by the time I received this it was 7.30 pm and as I live almost 200 miles away from her address it was decided that I would still stop the night in her flat. We went for a meal and a couple of glasses of wine and back to her flat. In the flat we opened another.