As we masturbated his wife together, I looked down at the place his cock met my pussy and looked back up at him questioningly, and he followed my gaze...and stared, softly groaning and looking up at me with a nod.And so I rose up until I was positioned above him, his swollen head pressed up against the entrance to my hot little hole, and sank down, feeling the pressure of his smooth slippery head on my smooth slippery entrance, both lubricated but still having to push and stretch painfully, and. When she put me back in the cage she turned to me and said, "There Foxy isn't life much better now you do what your mistress says. You are a good obedient pet and will get your rewards for it. A nice cage and a pretty collar."The anger sparked in me again and I couldn't help but shout out, "Yo CRAYSY BITHH! Yo ar the stupadist ugthy littal hore I av eva met."She stared at me in shock obviously thinking I was beaten, "yo ma kill me but I will alwas be bitter tha yo. Yo ar worthlis yo ar an. I’m planning for more chapters, but would like to have some feedback in the meanwhile. ———- Jonah Dawson droned on. Professor Dawson was everything you’d expect from a brilliant psychology professor, complete with an eccentric nature and a monotonous voice. He had an excellent mind and a quick wit, but sadly none of the delivery required to hold the rapt attention of his students. His Psych 101 class was having a hard time keeping up, or staying up, some students were blatantly sprawled over. A gust of wind blew her skirt up, she gasped out loud and I got a view of her magnificent ass under a lacy thong. I heard some students coming so I did the gentlemanly thing and quickly held her skirt against her round ass. She looked over her shoulder, saying, ‘Thank you for saving me from embarrassment. Could you walk me to the admin block…as you can see my hands are quite full.’ I happily obliged, not telling her that I could take the files out of her hands instead, but I was enjoying the.