Master gently cooed against my cheek, ‘Suzie, you never cease to amaze me. You’re the perfect slut. You’re a good girl. I’m so proud of you.�... I lay panting in his arms. My racing heart slowly returned to normal. I smiled shyly at my boys. ‘Thank you.’ In unison they said, ‘anytime, ma’am.’ My legs still were spongy when Master stood me in place again. I docilely stood there watching as his warm hand correctly positioned my breast while his other attached the cloverleaf clamps to my erect. Nowhere's ville where they always stopped for a good rest and some bar action. Plenty of whores and good live music to be heard. Deborah who worked at the truck stop diner next to the bar always waited for him to show up. Knowing he'd be looking for her eventually, about once every other week. She had a thing for him but he made it clear women never liked him for long if he stayed, and didn't want the same ending with her. He liked knowing she would always be glad to see him whenever he showed. The study session went well and they all left feeling that they were ready to take the test and there was a good chance of passing it this time.Allie had taken it twice before and the last time she had come real close to passing it. In fact she came so close she seriously considered appealing the decision but decided against it because it was not a good idea to alienate the graders that would probably be grading the next round of testing unnecessarily. There comes a time in every situation when. Peters put an arm around me, drew me closer, and the next instant hishand was cupped over my cunny. This manoeuvre surprised mesomewhat, for I supposed he intended to look at it again. But no,something different was going to happen. The hand pressed over mycunny began to move with a gentle grinding motion, and almost atonce those delicious feelings which the tip of Rene's dickey hadpreviously evoked began again. Involuntarily, I glanced toward Mr.Peters' lap. Along the inside length of his.