Yes

Abbey hit answer. “Hey Jo Jo,” she said with a slight moan.

“Oh, shit, Miss. Wow, I was going to say that the jacket looks cool, but this is better,” he said, referencing her naked tits. Abbey took another drag of the joint. “You high, Miss?” he asked.

Abbey shrugged, “A little.”

“So, Miss, how high do we need to score to see you teach like this?” he asked her. George shifted his fingers to diddle with her clit.

“I’m planning the next series of incentives now,” she said. “When do you think you deserve that?” she asked.

“I don’t know, how’d we do this time? Had to be pretty good, seeing as you sent us this hot pic of you,” he told her.

She moaned again, trying to keep it quiet, “Well, it is still a failing grade, but it is a big improvement. The class is averaging just under 30 now.”

“Hmm,” Jo Jo made a show of thinking. “So, 35, you wear some sexy lingerie for us and maybe 40 to teach us wearing your birthday suit?”

Abbey moaned and laughed at the same time, “That would still leave ten more points before you even reached a passing grade. I take it you have plans for those points? And maybe beyond?”

“Are you masturbating, Miss?” he asked.

Abbey shook her head, “No, it’s my husband George, he’s fingering me.”

“Oh shit! Does your husband know? And has he got any hard limits?” Jo Jo asked.

Abbey shook her head, “I don’t think he does,” she confessed. “So, tell me what you think?”

“You really going to consider my suggestions, and I’m not going to get in trouble for making them?” Jo Jo asked.

“You won’t get in trouble,” Abbey promised.

George turned his middle finger to push up into Abbey’s cunt. “Alright, well, 35, lingerie, 40 nude. Then maybe 45, we get to kiss and touch you.” Abbey moaned, both from Jo Jo’s obvious arousal. “Passing grade, maybe we get something extra nice.”

“Extra nice?” she asked, taking another drag.

“I promise we will make sure you enjoy yourself,” Jo Jo said.

Abbey paused, “You mean you want to fuck me?” she asked.

George couldn’t see it, but Jo Jo smiled broadly, “Well, it would be a good incentive.”

George whispered to Abbey, “Want to tell him what you are thinking?”

“We had a few extra things,” she moaned to the screen. “Maybe at different levels. George, my husband, said I should offer blowjobs before you get the chance to fuck me.” She moaned again, “And that I should offer dates, as in, dating, not just an evening.”

“And?” George pushed her as he fingered her clit more.

“He also suggested I should put my pill in the mix,” she shuddered on his fingers.

“Oh shit!” Jo Jo exclaimed, “So what, passing grade, you go off your pill to incentivise us even more?”

“That’s his idea,” she said. “He also says we should have a graduation party, which I assume would mean letting you all gangbang me.”

“Tell you what, Miss. You go, take care of your husband. I think he will need it after this chat, and I will type up an incentive list for you. Maybe for some extra credit?” Jo Jo pushed.

Abbey moaned again, “Ok, if you do a good job, I will let you tit fuck me? But I have to accept it, so don’t go too crazy.”

Jo Jo laughed, “You can trust me, Miss. I will make sure you are real happy with it.”

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