The ringing of the bell above the door got his attention. "You're late kid." Sorry master." The young man bowed before the robes of his master. "I got...detention for turning my teacher into a frog. He's probably swimming in school pond now."Flustered, the wizard suddenly grew a wicked smile on his face. He reached under the counter and pulled out a shiny sealed CD. "Never mind that now. I can always erase the memories of anyone who knew your high school teacher. Right now I got a job for you.". As your excitement drives your pace faster I begin to stroke firmer and harder. You frantically slam the fake cock down your throat hoping to get to the goal and your reward. Your tantalizing close, both to taking the amount required as well as cumming without permission. Suddenly the toy in your mouth takes an unplanned dive for your stomach as I slam it into you forcefully, wrenching open your throat. Tears of pain and pleasure streak your face as I pick up my pace on your cock. Slowly your. "Would you like to see the rest?" Sure, that would be nice." I answered, not thinking that it could be too dangerous."Where do I find you?" Her steady, direct gaze was a little unsettling."Room B07 in the Facilities Department." Okay." She turned back and then was gone as soon as she had been served.I didn't think anything more about it. The day wore on, an endless succession of meetings and departmental issues that a senior Manager has to deal with in a quite large college in the centre of. By this time the girls were awake. Roxie was struggling to pull her shirt on while Sam clung to her. Steve carefully stood as he studied the two men. They didn’t look like cartel men. They were very poorly dressed and one was much older than the other. Both men were heavily armed, however, and Steve was concerned about them trying to collect the bounty placed on his head. ‘Mr. Hammer,’ began the younger man in excellent English. ‘We are here to help you. My father and I have brought you some.