Shukla started to fix the long screw of the flush to the walls but the flush repeatedly started to come down. I could feel the mighty cock of Shukla p...essed firmly between my butt-cheeks and wondered how thick and long it was. His massive cock was now fully erect and was trying to press its way between my butt cheeks. Occasionally Shukla was pressing his cock against my butts, leading me to believe that Shukla was doing it purposely. Shukla and myself both were desperate to have sexual. I waited about ten minutes and glanced at my phone. I must have sat there for another fifteen minutes, just staring straight ahead and not reading another word in my novel. I put my book on the nightstand and turned off the light. I snuggled down and put my head on the pillow, wondering why I felt disappointed.The next night when I heard him come up and go into his room, I waited ten minutes and then dialed his number. “Hey, handsome, want to talk?”John sounded chipper when he answered, “Hey,. Angel knew one day her father would break and take her again, it just took time. Angels father pressed her against the hallway wall. Fuck, listen to me baby doll, no one can ever know I do this to you. He was breathing heavy as he held her hands above her head by her wrists. His large hands would be holding both her wrists to the wall as his lips brushing against hers in a soft forbidden kiss. Say yes Daddy Ill never tell&hellip, Her breathing began to quacking as she watched her father. She. .. uh ... Mr. Steward, what should we call you? The computer calls you ‘Sponsor,’ the crew calls you ‘Master Sergeant,’ and for the last year we’ve called you ‘Mr. Steward.’ I don’t mean to be rude, but seeing how we are now, well, more than your students, that sounds a little formal.”“Good question, Lizbeth. I don’t have any desire for you to call me ‘Master’ and ‘Master Sergeant’ is a courtesy title until I find out what my new rank the Confederacy will be. For the time being, let’s stick.