He was the first guy to fuck me. Up to that point, my homosexuality had been limited to sucking and being sucked.I graduated Notre Dame Summa Cum Laud... with a teaching degree. I got my first teaching job at a girl’s college (name withheld for privacy reasons). I teach English Literature.My appearance gave no clues to my homosexuality. On the surface, I appeared as an attractive straight man. And I tried to act accordingly.I must have been doing a great job of appearing straight because. Her nipples were erect and poked me like a pin. She turned towards me, narrowing the gap, rubbing her legs with mine on pretext of adjusting herself. Her face was inches away from my chest as she exotically whispered karan, please do it . I started to massage her other hand when suddenly her hand fell over my hard dick.She acted as if shocked and gripping my dick she said oh my god, all this time you were thinking dirty about me, your teacher karan . She didnt leave my dick but instead her. ”“Fine, I’ll call you Kittyslave but you need to calm down,” he explained apologetically. Emily’s heart skipped a beat and a wave of nausea struck her.“I will not calm down, I’ve been serving you faithfully and not calling you master even once, not even in private. I was supposed to be your next house cunt. Me, not this random useless trash! She went straight to being a whore and guess what, she still doesn’t want to be your devoted slave. She’s still fighting you. Throw her to the gutter, be a. She purchased one and carefully hid it in her room. Now whenever the desire for sex became too strong she used it to calm her desires.That evening she gave her parents the excuse that she was heading to her room to study and went there right after the dinner dishes were done. Instead of her normal sleeping attire of a t-shirt and sweatpants she donned one of her silkiest nighties and slid between the covers. She removed the creme colored envelope from her purse and gently pulled out the pages..