He chuckled, shifted his hips and delivered exactly what I craved. A gasp revealed my pleasure. I moved my hand from between us, gathered up my breast... and offered them to his wet mouth. He wasted no time in sucking on the twin pearls that I kept pressed together. He teased and tormented the tiny buds with his teeth and the flat of his tongue. His cock remained pressed into me, but every so often he would lift his hips, drawing out a few inches and making me whimper for their returning drive. I set up my CD player with a sound track from one of the shows we hadattended. (*note...my parents, and other studio/schools sometimes usewhat they call "Partners", which are nothing but full size, about fivefoot five, articulated, stuffed dolls which are sometimes used aspartners by the students when there are not enough partners to goaround; they have stirrups instead of feet so the students can sticktheir feet through so they do not flop around while dancing.)It felt a bit different to be. This had been part of why they had chosen him. They figured that they could eventually force him into a “cuckold” situation in their own perverse, religious way, and that since he was a “closet fag,” he deserved that treatment. I needed to take action, and soon, before they really coerced the couple into something that neither of them wished, at least not in that form. Clay wasn’t even gay. He was bisexual and had needs that he couldn’t express with Jane. Then again, she had urges, ones that. .. Let's say it's turning out badly for them. Reprimands, demotions, early retirement and loss of sleep like my cheery partner. Our union's tight or we'd kick some of those..." What's going on?" asked Dre, a handsome, well dressed, bald African American near Joe's height.Joe apologized. He told Dre about Georgy's coercion of Marta and the sting J and L orchestrated and how it played out."So the hitman intended to kill Marta." Yeah. We surprised him. Unfortunately Margie had to be the surprise..