" Thank you , i don't think i do anything special " Lynn managed to reply, wishing she could just vanish from this latest nightmare. " You underesti...ate yourself, you must have hidden talents to get your meat that succulent and juicy Lynn " said Steve as he speeded up his finger fucking of Lynn . He could feel her cunt juices starting to flow and realised if he carried on much longer her cunt juice would find it's way through her cotton panties and give the back of her dress a nice big damp. She felt her pussy getting wet at the sight of Gary. She couldn’t help it, just a glance at a cock bulge was enough to turn her pussy into a fountain and as she approached, she saw the bulge of his massive cock in the tight shorts. She giggled coquettishly and played with a strand of her blonde locks, biting her lip as she stepped closer. “Hi Gary, my husband has just left for work for the day, so I was wondering if there was anything you needed?”Gary smiled and pulled his tee-shirt over his. So what are you going to do? I want to hear you say it!’She swallowed and said ‘Open my legs’ in a low nervous tone. ‘Good. Now tell me daddy’s little slut is going to do as she is told! You know what I want to hear baby!’Another deep breath, he knew she struggled with speaking like that. ‘I trust you daddy. I will be a good little slut and do as I am told’He moved his head to whisper in her ear ‘Good girl!’ he run his tongue along the outside of her earlobe nibbling it slightly.‘Now open your. When he spoke to Emma, it wasn’t food he was hungry for. ‘Well come on over. We’ll have a little breakfast with our meeting.’ Eamon walked out of his dorm room, down a corridor and into the quad again. He hadn’t noticed yesterday that at the far end of the quad was a statue. He altered his course to swing by the statue. When he got close enough he saw it was Alfred E. Newman. ‘Damn’, he thought. ‘Someone around here is in to bad puns.’ He knocked once and then entered Emma Adkins’ office. There.