Oh, kay! She got up very clumsily, and dragged me by the hand, to the kitchen. OOPS I must be, BURP, drunk, then she literally slid onto the counter, ... opened her legs, and ate her wet pussy. I ran my tongue up and down along her pussy lips, teased her red clit boat. She pressed my head into her pussy. OH MY Fucking god.I stuck my tongue into her as far as I could..she took off! She almost crushed my head when she closed her legs. SHE CAME..big time.I had to remove my head to prevent choking.. She began shaking her head and repeatedly emitted a muffled. "Mmmoooo!"Stepping behind her, I released Lucinda's bra clasp as she continued trying to jerk away from me. Her position under the chin-up bar kept her reasonably still.I moved back in front of her and roughly jerked her bra away from her chest. The bra's shoulder straps quickly failed, and it was tossed to the floor. She rapidly shook her head no and groaned behind her gag.Her leash was secured to the chin-up bar so she still had. "Amanda obeyed. "Please….please don't tell your boss that I tried to escape. I'll do anything!" "Anything? OH? I like the sound of that," Sanchez rumbled. He positioned his cock at her sex, then slammed himself into her to the hilt, his balls flush against her thighs. "Oohh, bitch, this is one tight heavenly pussy. You want Diego and I to keep your secret, you better start fucking. Show some enthusiasm."Biting her lip, Amanda obeyed. She began pushing her cunt backwards in time to Sanchez's. Most of them Amy previously did not know about. However, there was one website with several papers, including a paper about the Marshall Plan, that Amy was painfully familiar with. With a touch of sarcasm Burnside noted ‘I think you remember this one.’ Amy realized that Burnside had a real fixation on academic cheating. Burnside was an expert on the topic, but, as she explained, there was no point in writing any articles about it. The information changed from day to day and any article about.