Overnight my picture-perfect life went to hell. My fiancée Justine left me for another man, I lost my apartment and nobody would hire me. Everywhere ... went I was the Muslim-hating ranting creep from that bank video. When I had to file for bankruptcy, I broke down and cried. How did everything I valued and cherished get taken away from me so quick? I ended up homeless, and had to sleep in a shelter while begging on the streets of Ottawa, which I once roamed like an urban prince. At the shelter. I found myself looking forward to watching her put that first weenie between her luscious lips and tear into it with her pretty teeth. Lizvette's mouth was another favorite feature. Her lips protruded just slightly forward from her face, ready always for a kiss, it seemed. Or a cock. It's shape put me in mind of Cupid's bow, with her top lip arching delicately at the peak below her nose, and flowing gracefully downward and then slightly up again at the corners, where it just outran the length. Her Master had discovered the wonderful agony of working hernipples to maximum hardness, and then pressing them in as hard as possible, until He could literally feel her ribs as he rotated them. She would often cry in pain when this was done, but her tears were what brought out her beauty for Him, as He had often said. He bent over her, gently placed a finger under her chin, and tilted her head upto look at Him. "You are the light of a thousand suns. Aphrodite hides in shame at your approach.. If you would like to stay behind to finish cumming or ask a question, please do or by all means practice in your dorms but be respectful towards the nuns."Several girls came forward with questions for me and Ollie such as, 'how does it feel having a big penis inside, how often do you do it,' and so on.One of the girls stayed behind and asked, “Miss, would you please show me how to cum? I can’t seem to do it right.”“Of course,” Debbie said, “Let me show you how to do it on me and then you’ll be.