Sometimes his head would bang against the headboard, he didn’t seem to mind at times. He was too involved with me riding him that hard. “Daddy, ...you like what I do to you? You like me fucking you like this? Tell me Daddy, tell me how much you like my pussy.” Bob would chuckle and smile big and tell me what I wanted to hear. “You got some good pussy and I love it. You are still so tight. Daddy loves it when you fuck him and ride him like you do.” I love it when he said those things to me.. .right?"Oh that's basically what we are." Said a familiarly happy voice. I quickly whirled around to see who was and groaned as the action caused my headache to make my head throb even worse. I could tell that it was slowly turning into a Migraine."Are you okay?" One of the girls asked, Probably the Black-haired girl. I simply shook my head and took a calming breath, trying my best to relax my obviously over-stressed nerves. I continued simply breathing for a minute and was rewarded by the. Stevenson patrolled up and down between their cheap plastic desks slowly, glancing from paper to paper, eyes sharp for any signs of cheating. She lowered her head as he passed, hyperaware of how much time she had left.With only two problems left to solve she was snapped out of focus by the shrill ringing bell, swearing under her breath as she scrambled to write down something, anything, for the remaining questions, shoving her long black hair out of her eyes and back over her shoulder. Someone. .. Now that you mention it, you kind of sort ofdo..." "Well, then I guess the question is, do you think youcould get use to thinking of me as a Nicole?" "Yeah... I really think I could." "Michael," Magatrix said. "Just be aware that you ifyou do elect to go with the name Nicole, people willprobably start calling you Nikki as well." "Hmmm... I guess they will, at that. So, lover," Mikedirected her next question to John, "what do you think? Doyou like the sound of the nickname Nikki as well as.