Finally I could get my hands around you and into your pretty panties. I could not believe how wet you were! Your panties were soaked! I toyed with you... pussy until you started squirming your bottom into my groin, then I freed my still rock hard cock and flipped the back of your dress up and right there and then, looking out over all those people I stripped off your knickers and slid my cock deep into your pussy. You cried out with a stifled cry but no one looked up, we were so horny it was a. He produced a torch and lit it with two pieces of flint, holding it aloft to light their way in the darkness. “If we should happen upon an empty lair, then we can lie in wait, and prepare an ambush for its return. Either way, we should maintain the element of surprise.”“Dragons are said to be wily creatures,” the Commander said, rounding the first corner of the winding passage as his men marched behind him. The walls here looked like they were made from melted rock, the stalactites that clung. I shudder as His warm breath covers my swollen throbbing clit. He moves to reach into the drawer again, and I can’t see what He brings out. My body jolts as something flicks over my clit… after a few strokes I realize it’s a fine paintbrush. He teases my clit with the brush, circling it, stroking it, and running the tip of the brush along the ridge of my hood. My moans grow louder with each stroke. ‘ Please… Master… please’ I beg Him. He chuckles again. ‘ Oh, not yet, my sweet. We need to. I did good. Lance and Liz and Milt were all there to applaud me. They were joined by maybe a hundred attendees. I felt pretty good.I did get queried by the news outlets at the reception held in the auditorium where we did the whole ceremony. Kind of an honor, I guess.Oh, and none of the Hardys or Longstreets were there, nor was Miss Christina Wyatt. It was hurtful, but I was getting used to it, the neglect, and they had all been appraised that I would be graduating and speaking; well, Lance.