Setting my bags beside the huge bed, Fiona turned to face me at long last. "I hope you find this to your liking, Ma'am." She quietly voiced. "It's ver... nice. Thank you." I replied, unsure if she was going to join me.Closing the distance between us, Fiona lifted her arms to caress my flushed face. "Make yourself comfortable. I'll be back down later." She whispered as a kiss drifted between our deprived lips. I knew she didn't want to leave, but sensed that she was following some other agenda. Aap sb ko pata hai ki mujhe ladkiyon ki gand bahut pasand hai or main chodte waqt unki gand main lund jarur gusedta hoon bada maja aata hai yaar.dosto meri us lady prof. se bahut acha interaction tha kyonki main topper tha apne batch main.use koi bhi kaam hot to mujhe hi bolti thi. Main neha se ek function main mila tha jab wo madam ke saath ayi thi.kya lag rahi thi main to use dekhta hi raha gaya .usne us time light blue color ki jeans or red color ki t-shirt pahan rakhi thi.humari prof. ne hi. But, she was bought and paid for. I couldn’t refuse him his right to use her…After we were swimming in our beer, champagne, and the Absinthe Sven had insisted we consume (we spent more bribing the waitstaff and bartenders to serve our underage charges than we did on the actual liquor), the announcement came…“SO! DONALD, CAN YOU GET IT UP FOR THIS LITTLE HARLOT TONIGHT, OR ARE YOU MAKING YOUR POOR FATHER PAY FOR ANOTHER NIGHT IN THIS OVERPRICED SWINE HALL?”Donald gulped down some absinthe, not. Strapping the gag myself felt bland in comparison.The problem was that we didn't want to submit unless we could be completely certain that we'd be safe, and that the process would be about us and our love instead of some wild woman's desire to beat the living shit out of two immobilised girls. We knew that Susan would know exactly how to fulfil our wildest dreams and she was the person we were able to trust. Susan seemed willing to oblige, but her condition was that it should happen in a public.