This time I take my whole hand and push then pull on it. I look down at it and laugh to myself, as my throbbing prick just oozes with pre-come. Again,...I use it as a natural lubrication. This time I just push and pull only the head of it, again between my thumb and index finger, ever so slowly. I look down at the picture of that spread out girl again. Wishing it was her that I masturbating for. I’d love for a female, any female, to watch me come. I want to know what perverse effect it has on. The next day In class i wasnt with it, to many things going through my mindit seemed like all the boys were looking at me , knowing what happened, I wish i had dressed differently, black skirt, white dress shirt with a pullover sleeveless sweater, it was tight fitting ,I knew my nipples were showing just from thinking so much about the night before I finally made it through the day, decided to stay and mark a few papers, then there was a knock at my door, it was jeff "can I talk to you miss. "I encountered some of that," Cheryl said softly. "I like your solution. Go on."Jared described the latest threat, more perceived than with concrete evidence. "We think this is another investigation, but we can't quite put our finger on where it's coming from, or who's conducting it." It's either Legal Affairs or Corporate Audit," Greg said at once. "You don't even know you're being investigated until it's over. We've had them before on other projects. They have no sense of humor, and very. This is not for your own enjoyment. You will not orgasm, unless I decide that you deserve it, and then you may only orgasm when I say, do you understand?” I was about to respond, but then I thought better of it and nodded. “Good boy,” he said. “Now,” he continued. There was a popping noise, and suddenly I felt something cool on my behind. “Just a little baby oil,” he explained, “to lube us up nice.” The oil was cold, but I kept silent. Professor Dawes pressed closer and.