I must share some facts with my readers at this point. Several years ago I dated a young lady in California and I agreed to become her kind of student...slave. She needed to practice her Dominant tendencies and I was more than willing to teach her what I knew just for the fun of submitting to her. Anyway, one weekend at Venice Beach we wandered into a piercing shop where she announced to the owner that we were there to get her nipples pierced. I even told her I'd pay for it. She peeled off her. I apologized once more & asked her whether she sincerely meant what she said. I being a psychoanalyst gauged it that she was lying, she too could not give a proper response & asked me for an assurance that I would not repeat the previous days act.. I turned around & told her the damage is done & that I had wanked the night, with her in mind she gave a wry smile & told me that I was lying. The next best thing I did was to get 200 Rupees & put it in her blouse she asked what was it for ?She got. Remembering Professor Umbridge’s rule on climaxing, Hermione turns to look at her teacher. “Professor, may I please come?” she pleads in as quiet a voice as she can, while still ensuring that her request was heard.Her teacher’s smile is once again positively cruel as she nods her answer. “But, only if you turn around to face your classmates and hold the podium as I finish your punishment.” Her professor then adds, “And don’t forget to thank me for allowing you to cum afterwards,. They dreamed about it. Craved it. Everyone except her high school sweetheart, who ended up far too sweet for her tastes, like a spoon full’a sugar.And now the thing inside her is unlocking doors, unlocking power, and unlocking debauched freedoms.“Watch where the fuck your tongue is going, pendejo!” Johnny shouts when Zane’s tongue strays to close to his pumping shaft.“Calm down, Johnny,” Blaze laughs again. “At least your dick is buried in that buttery little pussy of hers. I gotta settle for a.