.. have trouble working this out? Bullshit excuses. Plots to control me. Late confessions. Twists and turns everywhere. It comes down to trust and the...loss of it. Have you told the girls about this?” I asked Felicia, even as she kept kissing my body and soaking my cheeks with her tears.“No, not yet. Look, Armie, I’m really sorry. Can we please ... can we please just let me finish my time as your girlfriend on a positive note? I’ll be your slut, your sex slave, all day long. I swear it. Hell, I. Yes! I am a virgin even though I am almost twenty but that is not my confession of guilt at all. The fact I am a virgin is strictly technical and results from my fear of letting a male put his business in my baby-making factory and me winding up with a pram in the hallway before benefit of spousal joy.My so-called “fetish” is one that is kind of unique and I don’t know of anyone else who has an obsession of this nature. I am fairly tall for a female and I have the good fortune of having what is. Finally exhausted, she pushed him away. She stood up from the chair, flushed from her orgasm. He remained kneeling at her feet. “Lay down,” she whispered, and he complied, laying on his back on the office floor. Adrienne sat on his stomach, facing his feet. He had a great view of her round ass as she bent over and began to lick his cock again. He quickly grew erect again, and she slid down his body, mounting his cock easily. Her thighs moved up and down on him as he. "You're not in trouble. They just want to ask some questions. Go on now."I felt very nervous by then, not knowing what was going on or why, but I didn't have any choice. I walked down the short hallway to the nurse's office to find the door already open. The nurse wasn't inside, but two other people were, a man and a woman, both of them older and dressed nicely, I suppose. They were white people and for just a brief second I wondered if my Master had sold me."Come in," the man said. "You're ....