He knelt at the roof wall to look down. I counted off the minutes in my head; twenty minutes before he came back and collapsed into his chair."Why are...you the only one noticing?" The Professor asked me."I'm not," I replied sadly. "You're better at pretending!"He nodded, "Brandi has to make up her mind soon, doesn't she?" I have a new rule for surviving," I told him. "Recognize what you have control over and pray God gives you the whatever-whatever to handle the rest." Bianca might have gotten. Angie was getting so hot; she was rocking in her seat with her hand between her legs. It was easy to tell what she was doing, with all that squirming in her seat, one hand between her tightly clamped legs.Then Angie whispered something in my ear, I said, "Say it out loud, it’s ok" So she said, "Marla I want to see you sit on that big, thick cock, I want to see him fuck you. Yes I do, fuck you hard, real hard. I need to see that big cock slide into your pussy and see you take every inch of it. I. It was like a child getting full access to a candy store, but the candy was his Mommy. Over the next couple of weeks, Michael and I played many different role playing games. I was a nurse reviving a patient, I was a police officer interrogating a suspect, I was a queen disciplining a peasant. They were all fun and expanded our sexual repertoire of positions greatly. Michael surprised me in early May with a naughty twist to our already kinky Submissive-Dom relationship. By now Michael had. I know there have been times sitting at my desk at some boring ass job that I have slipped a finger or two up my slid to relive the stress. The thought of going and helping a brother out flashed through my mind. As I said the brother was not bad looking, so I looked to see if there was anyone waiting to get on the bus, no one was around and that is when I made my move. I slowly got up from my seat and walked to the back of the bus. The brother was so into beating his meat that he did not even.