I lightly ran my hand over the back of her thigh as she closed in and kissed me. Then she broke off our kiss and began licking my face. My fingers, no... lavishly lubricated with love juice sought out her asshole again. She placed her mouth by my ear and simultaneously removed my hand from her bum. "Slow down tiger," she said, her husky voice barely audible, "I decide who, when and where my arse is played with. You haven't quite earned that right yet," and began kissing me again. Our tongues. Michael ran the knife dull side across the exposed skin. When he felt her flinch he laughed again but put the knife away behind his back for a moment.Next he pulled her back to the bed where he’d left the handcuffs he’d brought over for this evenings fun. Normally he didn’t use real cuffs because they hurt the wrists but tonight’s plan called for them. As he grabbed for the cuffs, he got a surprise.When Michael used the knife on her, she felt a bit more fear, then he pulled her back she thought. She said it was time for him to start working her husband’s cock into his mouth. ?It’s so big, Mrs. Nichols, I don’t think it will fit,? Jason offered.?Sure it will, sweetie. Use a lot of spit. Get the whole cock as wet as you can.?Jason was fully engaged at this point and had no idea that Hannah had pulled out her phone again, this time taking several shots of Jason’s ball and cock licking and sucking action. These, added to the blackmail shots she already had in hand, would ensure that. "Do you understand?" Orlando Laredo repeated."Yes, Sir," we said in unison. We sat at our desks with our backs to each other. What was the purpose of the hearing? Obviously, it concerned our dancing with Marcy Cochran. But we had done nothing wrong. Still, the possibilities of being punished weighed heavily on my mind. I found it difficult to concentrate, thinking of what pleasure the Colonel would take in depriving me of playing football. I looked over Eddie's work and released him without.