" Yvonne, while normally very formal and businesslike, could be rather blunt when she had to be.Yvonne had come to be a real treasure in Carl's mind; ...personally, yes, but mainly professionally. She was thirty-one, just two years younger than Maddy--damn, did he always have to compare the women he met to his ex-wife? The executive PA had already shown Carl over the past seven months just how well she handled the activities here at the Pearl Foundation.Yvonne deconflicted schedules, made any and. " Then turned and walked back to his seat, earning him a nasty glarefrom Ms. Parker.Sara called out, "And you're a dummy. The answer is 28."Feeling himself turning red with embarrassment and anger, Gordon yelledat her, "Fuck you!" earning gasps of shock from much of the class, andlaughter from the other half."That's it," Ms. Parker snarled, "you're going to the office." With thatshe grabbed Gordon by the arm and started dragging him to the principal,while he argued that it wasn't his. He began to gyrate, his body driving harder and harder against hers. She spread her legs to feel him as he pitched wildly back and forth, breathing hard and moaning. The knot on her pajama bottoms came loose and the cloth parted and the brass zipper of his blue jeans tangled in her pubic hair.“You’re hurting me! You’re hurting me!” she muttered through clenched teeth. He didn’t stop and after a few, last hard strokes he groaned and collapsed against her, his labored breathing hot against she. She rubbed herself against me by rocking back and forth, the lips of her vagina sliding along the shaft of my cock. “I’ve never done this before,” Fernanda disclosed. “That would make two of us,” I replied. I asked again if she was on the pill and Fernanda assured me she was. “My mother would kill me if I got pregnant,” Fernanda remarked, rocking her hips back and forth on top of my cock. She lifted her butt and grabbed my cock, slipping the end of it into her slit. She worked my cock across.