Bent down and dripped oil on my naked body.Dripped oil on my chest and belly and started rubbing it in. Strong hands kneading my flesh. Teasing my nip...les. Onto my legs, massaging from ankles to the tops of my thighs. His erect cock occasionally touching me briefly as he bent over me. His hands sliding up my legs occasionally making contact with my balls. Back to my stomach... drifting down to the bald pubic area. Leaving me yearning for his intimate touch. Finally, finally.... touching my. I could see her eyes look over to the closet where I was hiding, watching her with my own cock rock hard aching for her sweet lips. Then she slid his shaft between her lips looking up at him she began her incredible sucking. One of her hands was holding his shaft at the base and her other hand was playing with his balls. I leaned his head back, groaning, ‘oh fuck…you are amazing!’ My fiancé knows how to use her tongue and lips on a hard cock. I watched her head bobbing up and down on his. I was losing consciousness quickly. Felling myself falling to the floor I heard him begin to unbuckle his belt. Everything went black. What had I done to awaken to being kicked and beaten with a leather belt? How long had I been unconscious? I rolled in a ball to protect myself from the painful blows he was administering. Since there was no chance of my almost limp body escaping, I knew it was critical to protect my vital organs. My physical strength was nothing compared to his. I knew from. We were met by a junior officer in the parking lot, who escorted us to the secure classroom. Cat looked at me in dismay at the normal blackboards that aligned the fifty-foot-wide wall. She had become spoiled with our state-of-the-art computer linked ones at home.“Boris can you stand over there?” She directed her loyal follower to the southern corner at the back of the fifty-seat, auditorium style room.To me, “You can go play in the street. I’ll be fine.”“Miss Larkin, if you would like, there is.