“That’s going deeper, Ryan,” Kelly said, like it was a solemn pronouncement of fact, “but I want you deep.” “Happy to oblige,” said, hea...ing the strain in my own voice. I began to ramp up my thrusting, going deeper and harder than before. Kelly responded by pushing her pelvis into me, grinding herself against me with each in-stroke. Her face became more determined as she worked towards her next climax. She knew it was coming, and she wanted to make the most of it. She was going to own it, to. It’s literally in three and a half hours.”“Dude. Forget Quantum Mechanics. You literally just saw some guy get shot dead. I think you should just skip.”“But—““No buts. We’re gonna hang out tomorrow and do some cool shit. Forget class.”“What about yours?” I responded drily. “You gonna skip those too?”“Oliver, let’s be real here. What the fuck am I ever going to need “Art and Culture of the Roman Empire” for? I’d rather get a couple of beers with you, my man.”I let a smile cross my face, and. The nipples started getting hard, and she looked up at Nancy, a pleading look in her eyes, begging to worship the Kerrigan breasts... "Not yet, my slave," Nancy said, tenderly, "You must prove that you're worthy of my breasts; take off the bottoms now."The subservient Harding slid her Mistress's leather panties down her sleek, muscular legs. She yearned to bury her face in Nancy's musky mound of Venus, and again looked up... "You want to lick my pussy, don't you, my slave?" Yes, Mistress Nancy,. I agreed. He intensely asked me if I knew everything. I said yes. I knew.And she asked me if I liked it? I did not know what to say but as a common rule I knew, you can lie to girls but you need to keep them happy and this time I wouldn’t be lying so I said I really loved and do anything to do it again. So she angrily asked if I would do it again. I hesitated and said if it’s gonna help you feel relieved of the pain. She asked me to come into the room.And once inside the room she asked me to.