" I said.Mary frowned, "Just who is this Aristotle? He doesn't sound as if he's from around here." Mary said.I nodded, "Oh, he's just nobody, but ever...body. He's the one who's provided you with your books. What Aristotle represents is the Library of the World." I said as if that explained everything."Oh, well then ... He's WHAT?" Mary nearly screeched out the question."Aristotle is not a real person; he's a personification of the Library. I only call him 'he' but actually there is no sexual. .. Open wide bitch" he commands, the words thrilling me as much as they did the first time. I lick my lips again and stretch my jaw as wide as it will go, bracing myself.He slides it into my oh-so-willing mouth, my tongue gently swirling the underside of my cock, already huge but still not fully hard. With the skill of a genuine cocksman he pulls back just before hitting my gagging point, giving me time to adjust but keeping the head in my mouth."Mmmmm Babygirl... Don't you just get better at. Then he grabbed my hand and dragged me to his room. He quickly pulled his shirt over his head and then took off his bathing suit. He stood there nude in front of me and began stroking his cock to hardness. I stood there motionless, trying to avoid contact with his eyes. He ordered me to strip, but still I stood there quiet… Then he grabbed my blouse and pulled it over my head. Then he strapped off my black swimsuit and got me nude in just two seconds…Carl sat down on the side of the bed. His. I let her continue to rub her pussy against my wrist and hand before sliding it free. ‘Awww. Come on. I was just getting started,’ she protested. ‘This ain’t your game to make the rules. You’re helpless now. You’re helpless until I let you go free.’ I had stepped up behind her and was talking into her ear while my hands caressed her body. Her tits felt so good as I lingered on the nipples, squeezing the tit and pinching her nipples. She twisted her body against the constraints of the bondage.