I'm so ashamed," the words came out haltingly. She didn't want to tell him. She didn't know what to tell... Black Jack... he couldn't know about Black...Jack!He tried to calm her down, and after a few moments the words poured forth in a broken, husky stream... "Johnny, you don't know what he did... I tried to get the contract for you... Oh my God! It was so horrible!..."He waited for her to catch her breath and as he did his mind whirled with what she had just said. She hadn't gotten the contract. After the class had exited Ms. Kelly busied herself with some papers on her desk, leaving Alan to wait quietly. This was part of her classroom management strategy, making a student wait after he or she had wasted class time by either inattentiveness, as in Alan’s case this time, or by disruptive behavior. She thought to herself, ‘That Alan is usually pays attention, I wonder if there’s something going on with him. Most of the boys I catch daydreaming are usually staring at my legs, but he. The adrenaline from the shock seemed to clear her mind just a little. As it did, she was transported forward in time, back to future. Shaking her head, she realized that she had just sucked off her husband and her son's best friend right in front of him. Now both of them were sitting in front of each other without a stitch of clothes on.While she sat staring at him, he continued to slowly stroke himself. She watched his eyes as they moved from one of her breasts to the other and then down to. Candy said, "Put your head on the bed and your ass in the air, like a good slut."Mitch quickly and eagerly did as Candy told him. Until now Mitch had been on all fours. Now his arms were lying at his sides on the bed. Candy fucked Mitch's ass with long slow strokes a few more times, teasing him.Candy then slammed his cock into Mitch's ass as hard and as fast as he could, then asked Mitch, "You want me to fuck you like that?"Mitch said, "Yes, but faster, please, faster!Candy was more than happy.
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