"Mr. Eddie's father!"He took a step toward her and reached out a hand in what he thought was a calming gesture. She didn't seem to get the message. Sh... shrank back against the sink, her hands grabbing behind her for support. She was a small, compact Asian woman, dark hair pulled back tightly from her face. Though she was a godsend around the house, Tom had never felt completely comfortable around her, and the situation certainly didn't make things any easier this time."I thought..." she. My pussy juices were flowing like crazy. "How do you know?" I asked. "I know" he replied. "Again with the guessing games," I said ."Just the comments he makes, he picks up you picture from my desk and make little comments...so if you want a well hung guy he would be your man," Jim said. "You would never go for that...would you...ohhh I know you would probably want to put the squeeze on Jody ...wouldn't you?" I said. Before Jim replied I continued "Wouldn't that's be a little risky at work.". All he knew was these men were not allowing him to drink his memories away tonight. He was pissed about that. He stumbled to the bar and tried to grab the bartender by his shirt.That was a bad move on his part. The bartender was an ex-NFL lineman who had blown out his knee in his rookie year. He dispatched Alan with little problem and called the police.The cops who responded to the call took Alan to the station. He slept it off in the holding tank. They may have cut him a break, but he took a. "OH God, Yesss," Professor D managed to finally get out and Katie could see in his eyes he was close to cumming. "I have wanted to have you bent over my desk like this from the first day you walked into my class," grunted Professor D as his cock rocketed in and out of her tightness. Katie smiled that wicked smile as she grunted back, "Well you have me there now, Use me as your fuck-toy Professor D, I need it, I want it so bad, fill me with your cum." Katie purred fully aware that her words.