I would love for you to be there.’ I could hear him shuffle from the foyer to the kitchen and back, sipping loudly on what I knew to be the last of ...his remaining cranberry juice he had in the fridge since yesterday. He really did love cranberry juice, almost as much as I adored chocolate- Reese’s peanut butter cups to be precise. ‘Will you at least look at me? I paused Jason and turned around to see Marcus scantily clad in nothing but a leopard print loincloth and some leopard print loafers.. April was sniffing back tears as she pushed herself up from the table. Turning she looked towards Miss Coe and as her vision was blurred knew she was crying. As she stood and the stinging across her bottom took a firm hold she felt the tears run down her face. However, she was aware enough to remember to say, "Thank you for caning me, Miss Coe," as she held out her hand and took the cane from the Headmistress. She sobbed as she went to the cupboard and hung the cane on the hook before closing. It splashed out and aligned itself with the sticky juices inside of her own pussy. "Oh yes, Mr Andrews... I can feel your cum inside of me... give me more... I want more of your cum, Mr Andrews!" Tiffany groaned out.I pulled back, and thrust once more. "Fuck yes.....!" I called as I penetrated her wet cunt once again, and felt the second wave of cum spewing out of my cock and into her cunt. My own body shook gently from the orgasm that was ripping through my body, as I held my breathe and offer. As I left the bathroom I noticed Michelle still sitting on the patio by herself. So, I poked my head out, "Hey, you ok?" Yeah, just waiting on my cab, which seems to be taking forever." she said, obviously annoyed."Your cab?" I inquired."Yeah, I've been catching rides to work this week with my neighbor who passes right by our office on her way to work," she explained, "Nick's car is in the shop so he used mine for his business trip this week. I caught a ride here after work with someone who.