How can she tell with so many people in this school.She sees the confusion in my face and says, “you’re in my first-period class. She extends her ...hand. I’m Shawna.”Without looking at her I say, “I-I’m J-Joe.”“Nice to meet you, Joe. Since you seem shy and have a stuttering problem, let me fill you in on the school.”She explains that the school is large and crowded, because it covers two school districts. She tells me that the school is riddled with bullies. The school population is broken down. It slid down my throat repeatedly and my nose bounced off his pelvis with each thrust.He groaned and forced his dick down my throat as he started to cum. His thick warm seed slid down my throat and I swallowed it quickly. His cum was sweeter than the last load and I sucked every drop from his hose. I was a wanton slut overcome with lust. I wanted more. More cock. More cum. I didn't have to wait long.The remaining guys pulled me to my feet and pulled my clothes off. My hard cock jutted out from. “Mmm Mistress, please. I need to come. I don’t know if I can hold it again.” She cries it out, the ache in her voice is so apparent. It turns me on, forcing me to thrust faster inside her. I can feel myself near an orgasm. I don’t answer her, and she knows, no answer means no releasing. I push her to the edge, and fuck her still. I can feel the need so close; I grind my hips as I fuck her tight pussy. I cry out a garble of growls and moans mixed with need and want, I feel my pussy tight around. At the height of the madness, I received a phone call from one of the Church Ladies asking by any chance if I had any work for a young lady with a young daughter that ‘needed help’. The only possible answer was, ‘Absolutely. Yes, send her over!’ Marsha Waters and her four year old daughter Ashley became Black Enterprises employee’s number #3 and #4. Olivia was always trying to help me put diskette label stickers on (usually wrong) and was our second employee, but she was cheap payroll and.