Jamison," a familiar, terrifying wheeze answered her, and the young wife felt a bolt of sheer terror shoot through her body like an electrical charge....She almost dropped the phone, and her heart threatened to burst through her chest cavity. Her tongue was thick with fear, and she couldn't make words come."Are you there, Mrs. Jamison?" Steve Samuels asked in his oily, insinuating tone. "Do you hear me?" Y-y-yes," she finally managed in a strangled whisper.There was a soft, evil laugh from the. .."She tilted her head back eagerly and he rammed hiscock down her throat. He hit the back of her throatand kept going. Her gag reflex kicked in but he heldher there. Her head bucked wildly on his cock as hepushed deeper into her mouth. Tears were streamingdown her face as she grabbed his ass in her hands andstarted pulling his dick deeper than ever into hermouth. He clenched his ass cheeks as torrents of hot cum shotinto her mouth. She continued to buck wildly as thehot cum flew down her. When I graduated, I was considered one of the best prospective linemen around the country. As a six-foot-two, 230-pound black football stud, I had my pick of schools to choose from. Georgia Tech came calling, as did Boston College, Ohio State University, Pennsylvania State and UMass-Amherst. My parents chose Randolph University, which wasn’t even on my list. At first glance, Randolph University didn’t look like much. The school owned twelve dormitory buildings in the downtown Randolph area and. Naturally, they requested a concubine on the first night, though they did not specify which, and concubine number two was supplied. She had not been properly briefed and assumed that the Countess was another concubine brought in by the Earl.When she asked, ~What does the old goat like?~ the Countess flew into a rage at the disrespect and number two found herself unaccountably over a whipping bench with the added indignity of being shackled for her punishment.Hiss ... CRACK!The Countess herself.