One was the Golden Mug, which the college faculty and town officials frequented. The other bar was O’Brien’s Pub the more affluent students took o...er as their own.The bartender and owner at the Golden Mug, where the faculty and town officials hung out, said there would be no problem if Jenny worked his bar. He told us the faculty members were getting very skittish concerning sexual harassment suits and, in some cases, blackmail by young college girls who came on to them. A good-looking. David came back with two bowls and the large bag of “Slut Chow.” He went to his bathroom and scooped one of the bowls into the toilet before returning and placing it in front of me. He probably saw my eyes widen. “Don’t worry slut, the toilet water wasn’t used.” He laughed. “Drink it.”My mouth was dry as sandpaper. Probably as a result of all of the fluid I had lost through sweat and orgasm. I looked in disgust at the toilet water in the doggie bowl, but I knew I needed water. I bent my mouth. I turned off my light and went to sleep. I knew I had to work a ton of hours the next day. I fell asleep instantly.The next day I get home late from work. So I go to take a shower in the hallway bathroom. I decided to just leave the door open like my mother was doing. I think I saw her walk by a few times which made me slightly aroused. ButI was pretty tired and my mind could not concentrate. I turn the water off and stepped out. I start drying myself off completely naked facing the. I want to have you fill my mouth as I slowly take you into me, gently sucking on you, my lips tightening around your base. I want to feel your hand clutch my shoulder, as if the action was uncontrolled by you, with your fingers causing me a twinge of pain as they bite into my flesh as the sensations overwhelm you. I want your other hand to weave your fingers into my hair, your grasp guiding my head to the pace you desire with a light tugging on my hair to keep me in place. I want to feel your.