Stafford. ?Well, I’m just glad you’re here, Ms. Erikson.? Wendy said softly and then hurried off down the hall. Breanne looked over at Ms.... Stafford, who had a look of slight exasperation on it. ?You’ll forgive my concern, Ms. Stafford, but what exactly will I have to do for Ms. Poole? No one has really told me anything about the specifics of tonight. And after Wendy’s comment?? Breanne left the question hanging. Stafford paused momentarily, glancing at Breanne. ?No. He left her with her thoughts for some minutes, and what thoughts they were. By the time he returned she was on the verge of panic. As the breathing got closer she started to struggle."Relax, little one," the James Earl Jones voice boomed out. "No one is going to hurt you unless you want them to."She felt strangely reassured by this and stopped struggling. She sensed him walking around the table. He stood with a leg either side of her head. That is when she smelled it - the unmistakeable smell. I sucked on her clit and she let out a loud moan, I answered her with a moan of my own after Darlene lick my tender spot between my balls and my anus, damn these young women were freaks. I knew I had to stick my dick in one of them right away so since I was enjoying the taste of Jocelyn pussy I pulled Darlene up over my dick and let my length slide into her, her pussy was dripping as she eased down on my dick. “Oh yes she moaned, fuck me” as she slid up and down on my dick, “yes fuck her”. .. Washing... ton...” I panted, struggling to catch my breath. She couldn't know what just happened. “I... I...”“We're almost late to class,” she said with some amusement. She was a tall woman, wearing a flowery blouse that was unbuttoned to show off some of her ebony cleavage, a golden cross dangling down into the valley of her tits. The chain vanished beneath the decorative scarf she wore tied around her neck.“Sorry,” I said. “It's been... an interesting morning.” I was catching my breath, my.