‘So, a gentleman as well!’, you thought entering my room. We both sat down. ‘How can I help you today?’, I asked openly. ‘It’s just my ...oil, I had a letter to say I was due a check and I had to fit it in before going on holiday in 2 days’, you explained. ‘Great!’, I replied, perhaps a little too enthusiastically. I had caught your beautiful, feminine, form as you had walked down the corridor and also felt an instant attraction to you. Although I was here to do a professional job, I was. "Now, suppose this was a contest, as it was, that's how the Taylor-Burton moviemaker saw it, right, a long fight, although perhaps a pillow fight. I don't like what he does with the marriage, but that's his take, not Shakespeare's. We have some winners and some losers."Who wins? Bianca? Hortenseo, Petruchio, ah yes, he surely looks like the winner. He gets the girl and the money, just what he's come to Padua for - to marry wealthily. How about Lucentio? Eh, he did get Bianca after all, the girl. But it wouldn't work for long. Kate stopped sucking and said"Mike, would you stop that please? I'd like to have her focused down here." He let go of me and at the same time Kate jerked her fingers, shooting a feeling of intense lust all through my body. It started to build up again, but slower this time. First I was relieved, but then I realized: I knew that feeling. It came from deep down, slowly assembling enough force to drive me into an orgasmic rage... I've always felt that shortly before. Slipping back onto the bed between his legs. Again he felt the tip of a strapon pressing against his bud. There were several seconds of gentle pressure until he felt his sphincter open and his Master's cock slip inside Her slave's ass. It felt wonderful! No pain, just a sudden sense of total surrender as Her cock found its home in his widely opened "pussy." Definitely different than Miss Pan's but every bit as satisfying.Then he sensed movement to his left and felt the shifting of the.