During this pause both Jazza and Ryan looked over at me with my cock in my hand. There were some comments about how much Dave was enjoying the show an... Ryan's shirt and boxers joined his jeans on the floor. Standing completely naked in front of me, Ryan told Jazza to get up and get his clothes off too, which Jazza was more than happy to comply with.This time Ryan was sitting on the couch and Jazza was straddling him. I had a fantastic view of Jazza's arse (which was very smooth) and the. I rub his balls as I take his big, hard cock inch by inch into my mouth. I took his cock out of my mouth and kissed his balls. I could hear him moan and his breathing increase when I looked him in his eyes as I deepthroated him.I knew he wouldn't last long precum was steadily dripping in my mouth. I fought the urge to pull my throbbing clitty out and play with myself. I'm sure he didn't know that I'm not a real girl and I didn't want him to freak out. Besides, I was doing this for his pleasure.. ?What the fuck.!!??It is my Masters belt sir. I am preparing for this evening.??This evening, what is this evening???The charity event. I am going there with him.??So why the belt.??There is a toy inside Sir.??Really.??Yes Sir.??Hmm. Too bad for me I guess. I was in the mood for a fuck.? He ran his hand over my cheeks, pressing his crotch against me. I could feel his hard cock through his trousers. His hand moved between my legs and pressed the belt hard.?Please Sir. Allow me to suck. She wasn’t allowed to touch me, and I forbade her from talking.” Another whimper escaped me. The thought of being in Emily’s position was equally arousing and terrifying. But I knew I would have done the same, followed Professor Greenstein’s orders, withstood the yearning to touch her and knelt for however long she told me to. “I was younger then, still in my early thirties and pretty.” A hint of sadness appeared on her face, but it was quickly concealed. “You’re still beautiful!” I blurted,.