Becky came in and said, “I never saw anybody go through a test like that, Ricky. How do you think you did?”“There were only three questions, I a...m not sure of – the rest I answered correctly,” I said as she got up on my lap.Her father and Mr. Minsky came in together. The test was dropped on my desk in front of me. I got one hundred sixteen correct.“Mr. Summers, you answered all but one question accurately. The only one you missed dealt with Konstatin Tsiolkovsky, he was a Russian -- excellent. Her fingernails dug into my back, making me drive my raging prick deeper into her squirming cunt. My body tensed up and sperm began to squirt from the head of my cock, again and again, into her spread pussy. Each time I shot, her pussy muscles tightened on my cock, sucking the love-juice from my balls. Finally, I collapsed exhausted beside her onto my back. She knelt on the bed at my side, lowered her head and began systematically to lick, cleaning the come off of. So I thought lets try something else and grabbed the back of her hair and oh boy that set her off, I was pulling her hair into a ponytail and ramming her head into my cock and she was loving it. I thought to myself that I’ve hit the jackpot here. I really was ramming my cock into her mouth and was so hard I was pulsing, you guys know that feeling when its so good your cock pulses. I looked at her and the poor women was a mess as she’d obviously been wearing some form of mascara and it had. She had gargled with someone’s mouthwash in the bathroom. She mumbled into his arm, ‘See, I kept my promise.’ ‘I know and believe me when I say I’m glad.’ He replied nuzzling her neck. She smiled then bit back a gasp as she felt a finger slowly delve into her…well his boxer shorts then circle her clit. ‘This feels wondrously odd, me feeling you up in my boxers.’ He sniggered. She laughed pantingly, her heart giving triple jumps as he circled round and round. Then she climaxed, biting her lip.