In fact there was no one on the floor at all. So I walked back through my homeroom door feeling pretty sorry for myself about my confrontation with th... department head and there were three students gathered around my desk rummaging through my overnight bag! I heard one of them say, “Damn, no purse! But here’s some clothes and some makeup and shit.” They were juniors up on our floor between classes looking for a place to hide out and smoke a joint or whatever. I don’t know if my guard was down. It will be just my sister and I. She calls herself your sibling, I said. Molineux smiled a little. Yes, he said, but I don’t think of her like that. You called her my sister, too. I really loved that. Oh, I said, and I loved her piercings. You were right, they are very sexy. I will try and find a piecing shop in town, and have myself pierced. He smiled at me again, and told me that he didn’t think it was a good idea. I thought I had said something wrong, but then he said he didn’t trust. Your grip tightens on my hair as you coordinate your thrusting with my sucking. My pierced tongue runs up and down the length of your shaft, trying to take in as much as it can. You feel me beginning to squirm, my own desire and pleasure at seeing you happy making me wet as I think about you in me."Bend over sweetie, Daddy wants more" you tell me, gently tugging my braids to signal me to stand."Yes Daddy" I reply, eagerly standing and bending over, spreading my cheeks to give you a good view of. Her manservant Eyegor waddled into the the throne room, nonchalantly ignoring the fact that his queen was forcing a slave girl to eat her out."Mistress Malicia, we've finished the report that you requested concerning the secret identities of the Rangers."Malicia perked up in her chair and shoved the slave girl's face further into her snatch. "Pray tell, my good man." Very well, my Queen." The wall of the throne room lit up as a computerized display appeared, showing the rangers for the first.