You smile and kiss me as I pop the button your shorts. Your hands slide up under my shirt and quickly release my breast from my bra and begin to tug a... my nipples. You nibble my neck as I grasp your cock feeling it swell as I pull away and smile as I guide you to the chair and slide your shorts down as you sit and I slide down to take your cock in my mouth. I take you deep fast and feel you hit my throat as I begin to suck. I can hear your soft groans and feel your hands move over my breast. I. With my other hand I squeezed his dick, finding it as limp as I suspected it to be. He didn't need relief. It was all a power trip with him."Are you still taking steroids? Haven't you figured out they suck the juice right out of you? To say nothing of giving you the attitude of a grizzly with a toothache. Get a life, Freschetti." Dropping his privates I pushed past him into the classroom, shaking with a mixture of fury and fear.He slunk back to his seat, and left me alone, but I couldn't help. She feels nauseous again, completely exposing her privates to this heartless sadist."Back straight!" he reminds her roughly. "This is the 'kneel' position, slave. This is what you do when the command is given, and you don't move. Now, I want you to keep your eyes open, got it?" Yes, my Lord," she responds, trying to keep him happy.Lucius grins down at his rubber-covered fetish doll, with her inviting, pear-shaped tits jutting out from the latex top, and kneeling submissively before her Lord.. Which was a lie, of course. The second was to General French asking for a Paris posting in the British Embassy. He did not give the motive of such a move. He expected the general to read between the lines. John French could not read between lines. To him, he wanted facts, plain and simple. The next morning Frank was called on the carpet."What is this nonsense about an embassy posting in Paris," French asked."Just as it says, sir," the words stumbled out of Frank's mouth. He was standing easy in.