Christensen shuffled in her seat."Yes ma'am," I answered in a meek voice."To be honest, I'm not entirely sure this is all really proper, taking a girl...this late in the term, and of no apparent breeding, lacking any scholastic record, and honestly dear, do you have a surname?" Uh –" Just Tyballa?" Yes ma'am."Somehow I knew that proclaiming myself Princess Tyballa, daughter of the late King Haugen, Tyrant of Thuul, would be unwise.She sighed."Well, it can't be helped. There are sums of money too. That must have really scared her because she stopped the dance and ran back to the table.She told me that he had put his fingers right on her pussy and she wanted to leave right away. I asked her if she wanted to leave because she was frightened or if he had made her so horny that she wanted to go upstairs for a good hard fucking, to which she replied that she was ready for anything. I then told her to write on a napkin the following, "Come to room 409 in 30 minutes if you want to see what you. "Let me turn around," I said. "I want to feel all of your cock inside ofme." Sure, slut," he said. "In fact, let me lay down on the floor and I'lltake all the Reverse Cowgirl you want to bring."He gripped my hips and stood up, impaling me on his cock. I groaned as Iwrapped my legs around his waist and my hands around his neck. I hadnever felt more girly! I had to resist the urge to lean in and kiss him.Instead I focused on the feeling of having my panty-covered clittiemashed between us. It felt. ’ ‘What?’ Manon said while frowning. ‘Are you a bit groggy still, love?’ The lady said. ‘Don’t worry I’m not done yet anyway.’ ‘But... wait... what is going on?’ Now the lady reached out her hand and briefly squeezed Manon’s cheek. ‘You’re going to help me recruit Clark, and when he’s a minion of mine we’re going to use his wealth and influence to do some sleepy time projects all around the neighborhood.’ ‘What’s a sleepy time project?’ Manon asked confused. ‘Who’s Clark?’ .