She was absolutely perfect in the figure and developed every beauty that Almighty Allah, ever created of soft and fine flesh and blood, she was one of...the most glorious forms of beauty ever created by him, combined by her blonde hair and the whitest skin. Her long beautiful neck, her smooth wide shoulders, her glorious pomegranate shaped firm and round breasts standing well apart and as firm as rocks, with their delicate pink nipples inviting a kiss; her beautifully rounded arms, her small. “Geez. Merry Christmas!!” she said softly as her fingers gave me a quick but most pleasurable squeeze.Time flew as rapidly and the band announced it was last call and last dance. “Would you join me?” Deb asked as she stood up and held out her hand. I accepted and we were soon once again in each other’s arms as we danced. Our conversation the entire evening had been full of sexual overtones but I have learned to never get my hopes up. Women enjoy teasing a guy like me, only to drop me like a. I came upon my tip toes and cried out loudly. I jerked back from her but she held them tight. I just about passed out. I held on to the top of her head. I was about to say something when her boy friend came back into the den from his shower. He walked over next to where she was squatting. She took his soft cock in her mouth as she continued to hold my balls tightly in her hands. I looked up and at him, he was looking at me and had a "eat shit" smirk on his face. She gave him a sloppy sounding. Weird, he thought, both of them were normally so organized.Chris made his way across campus, stopping for a moment to admire the slaves on the cheer squad for the team. They were so cute and focused. The men on the team must be quite proud of them. He continued to where his Preceptor's office was located, walked up the stairs, and into into the hall where his office was located.At the door, he softly knocked as he had seen numerous boys, slaves, and drones do beforehand. His handsome Preceptor.