Rosie shifted uncomfortably, feeling herself getting warmer. She knew Mr. Jones could feel it, too, because he took a moment to run a finger ever so ...lightly along her slit before he pulled his hand out again, grabbed her hips, and started lifting her up into position over his cock. She wobbled slightly in her heels as she tried to balance and resist his grip at the same time, although she knew it was useless. She was pulled further and further back until she felt the head of his cock. ‘I saw Mr Lincoln’s password and used that.’ he said.‘Right, you are on weekend report. Go to your dorm and report to me tomorrow morning in my office.’ I said.Roger practically ran out of the door. Weekend report was a way of punishing boys who had broken the rules. Basically it meant that they sat indoors for a couple of hours doing something pointless. I didn’t agree with it as a punishment but it was all I could think of at the time. My mind was not working correctly. I sat in front of the. ‘Bullshit,’ I heard from behind me. I turned to see another one of Stella’s girls sitting a few stools away from us and shaking her head. ‘That’s pure bullshit. I heard some pretty lame ass excuses not to pay fo’ pussy but that one is the lamest,’ the black girl scoffed. I won’t try and tell you that I ain’t prejudice cause I’d be lyin’. I hate assholes and bitchy cunts that can’t mind their own business. I took an immediate disliking to this woman. I took a sip of my beer and asked, ‘What the. You have my permission to wake me like that every time as long as we live,” he smiled at her with obvious love in his eyes.“Hey,” she said. “I woke to you helping yourself in your sleep. The motion of your cock moving in me was what woke me. I have no idea how I even got on your chest or how you got that monster in me while I slept.”Sean looked thoughtful, “Well, I do remember having a vivid dream of you sliding up and down on my cock, and when I awoke that was happening, so I just went with.