I screamed for a second, making others notice what happened. Before I could draw more attention, though, she kissed me with a forked tongue and licked...her bite mark. Wait a second, I though ... why was her tongue forked. Was she a demon? Why did she bite me. Why did I feel cold inside for a second? I thought all of these even as she pressed one of her hands to each of mine.“Master ... I have made you like me ... a snake-god. My name is Angitia and I am the snake-goddess of Italy.. I ordered him not to make excuses but to tellthe truth. What could be better than that?" I'll tell you. Earlier this week, Norbert wore the same panties twodays in a row. He was in a rush because I had given him too much to doaround the house, and that's why he went to work wearing his Mondaypanties on Tuesday. You know, the ones I got him with the days of theweek stitched on them." They both chuckled at that embarrassing fashionchoice. "Anyway, I waited until he came home and undressed,. I regained my speed, my erection expanding just so, as it filled with my seed. Out it spilled, in thick gouts of sperm, landing across my chest and stomach. I sighed heavily, managing to clean myself off before sleep took me. I opened my eyes, sleep-covered lids wrestled open to behold beauty. Cammy’s face hovered over me. I tried to sit up, but Found my body trapped. Cammy sat on my torso, and pushed my shoulders back into the soft bed. ‘We’re not in class, so you don’t have to throw me off. Allowing the glistening red tipped dick shine. His beautifully shaped wet shiny dick head, glistening; a rubbery like ring preventing the foreskin from recovering the glistening helmet. I, hoping he would return the favour; but instead he simply provides me with an expertly expressive hand job. He licks his fingers, keeping me well lubed, but still, just jacking me with the talent of someone who has jacked off many, many hours on his own. Expert and well trained. Even with my gentle.