" He pointed to the chair in front of his desk. She sat. "Sophia, I have something that I want to show you." He withdrew a piece of paper from his des...k.She recognized it-it was her report card from second quarter last year. It was mostly D's with a couple of F's thrown in for good measure. All the comments spoke about what a disruptive, unteachable student she was."I remember this, unfortunately. Why did you want to show me this, Mr. Carvalho?" So you would remember. I wanted to make sure you. He felt his face redden as he remembered about wearing thepanties, but as he thought about them, his cock started to grow and themore he thought about wearing them the harder he grew. It’s just morningwood again, he told himself, but deep within him he knew that wasn't thereal reason he was getting aroused. He blushed again as he rememberedthat Chris had called him Rikkie last night. He whispered the name outloud, and he felt a thrill as he remembered how Chris had said it. Hishand dropped to. He entered the pussyboy.“Ooh, Daddy,” whined Freddie. “Yeah, baby! Give Daddy this boipussy!”“Yes, sir! Fuck me!”Irving humped away jerking hips side to side. He was pulling all the way out and lunging back in.Freddie cried in pleasured agony.“Take it, fag! Take this big Black dick!”“Oh! I love it!”“You better, bitch!”Irving sucked on the fleshy chest as he humped. Knowing his time constraint, he fucked harder. “You want Daddy’s babies?”“Mmhmm! Please!”“Ahhhhhhh,” the man of the house roared as. She was positively wet now; she was slipping three fingers inside and starting to rhythmically thrust against her hand. There had to be eight or ten of them; they'd have banged her royally. Her free hand massaged her breast and pinched her rock-hard nipple. “Tomorrow,” she thought, “I'll do it.” That was enough to push her over the edge. Her orgasm was strong and thoroughly enjoyable. Afterwards, she smiled again. Between thoughts of her flashing and her recent experiences, she had.