It tasted much better than I expected, and I was lost in a cloud of lust and submission as I began to bob back and forth on the thick cock before me, ...oaning and whimpering as I did so. I could tell Maisie had started touching Herself behind me, and her voice never stopped whispering into my ear. “You’re a faggot now, addicted to his cock… you’ll serve him forever, just like you do to me.” I moaned, the idea of worshipping this magnificent cock forever infecting my suggestive mind. I knew I was. Um, just so I'm totally crystal clear. Are you telling me that..."She choked up and couldn't form the words."I had an intimate relationship with my mother for years, Simone. We were unbelievably close, in EVERY way."Simone sat and stared at Josh in disbelief."I ... I just can't believe this. I mean, I've heard about this kind of thing. But I never actually thought they happened. Well, that is until..."Simone realized she had almost said the words that she tried so desperately to keep inside her. ....... I should just wash my hands of you, and you seemed like such a promising candidate, and now............I'm really disappointed in you. Have you anything to say that can make me change my mind?"What can I say? You can fuck me right now, professor? That would be way too direct. I'll have to bide my time and wait for an opening."Oh please, Professor Jack, I feel so stupid in front of you. Please give me another chance. I know it was stupid to plagiarize, but I will not do it again. And I. “Cool. What do you know?” I asked.“A lot has happened in the last week. Aaron called me and I started digging into the actual ownership of the club. Turns out the club, and Steve’s house were owned by a company.” Chris said.“What company?” I asked.“A fake one.” Aaron replied.“Fake? How does that work?” I asked, clearly confused.“It’s a real company, but it’s a shell. Based in another country. They have a US address, but it’s a PO Box. Typical for a business that wants to hide what it’s doing.”.