I moved my right hand beneath the covers and took hold of my cock, made stiff by that desire to go to the bathroom, to see if maybe a few strokes woul... encourage the feelings that were as much a part of my regime as my morning run. It took only three strokes for me to realise that nothing was going to work and, as I said before, I knew why... As I got out of bed and started to think about a bitch called Julie Morris my penis went limp immediately. In the bathroom as I aimed the steaming stream. “It makes your cock all hard, does it, when I correct other people toward the proper way of thinking?” “So hard, Mistress. Everyone else is lacking compared to you.” From his well-positioned hiding place in the closet, Brian could see the smirk bloom across Ruby’s face in the mirror. “My little slut has waited patiently, hasn’t he?” She asked, placing the brush down and bending slowly over the vanity as she gently began to remove her lipstick. The thin jersey fabric of her dress was clinging. Ahh!? he exclaimed while cumming.He pulled out and some juices flowed down my inner thighs. Suddenly my legs collapse from the pain and pleasure and I fell down on my knees as begging for more.?What?s your name sissy boy?? George asked.?Nancy,? I responded with a horny voice.?Would you like to clean up my mess with your beautiful mouth, Nancy?? George asked pointing toward his dick.I had no choice. I started licking on his dick and cleaning it up. It was so disgusting and humiliating to taste. She briefly hoped that he would not notice, but then his rough finger suddenly pressed its way inside her, burrowing insistently into her cunt, and he chuckled to himself “Getting a little moist there, aren't we? You know you want it, you dirty whore.”“No, fuck off, you bastard, get the hell off me.” she screamed, humiliation firing her anger as she bucked and writhed, trying to get away from him. With a grunt he lifted himself up and, pinning her hips easily to the bed, he moved until his head.