SEARLE'S ACADEMY: THE NEW CLASS - part 9by BobH(c) 2017 - 18 -Unlike many of her colleagues in Congress, Senator Abigail Ca...son hadnever before set foot in the establishment discreetly housed in thebeautiful 19th century town house in Washington's Georgetown district shenow found herself in. But then she had never felt the need to availherself of the service provided by its proprietor Helen Masters, asociety madam who supplied high-end 'escorts' for the rich and. I looked down and could see her labia shiny with her juices. She leaned in again to kiss me, our tongues duelling, teeth banging as she rubbed herself against my pubic bone and moaning into my mouth. Manoeuvring herself further back, hooking her right leg underneath my left one until our pussies were kissing and she started to rub herself against me. The sensation was electric, our wet lips slurping against one another, she pulled my left knee up to her chest and started to ride me hard. Our. ‘Please. Save me.’ She knelt before him and trembling fingers unfastened Damian’s jeans and lowered the zipper. Damian slipped the jeans from his hips and took the girl’s hands. He pulled her towards him until she straddled him. She lowered a hand to grasp him as her hips descended, her nightgown tenting around their privates like a shroud. With a muffled cry she impaled herself on his length. Damian could feel the blood trickling from her. ‘I hope you’re happy, Asmodeus,’ he whispered. ***. It is cut in a v-shape going up towards his mid-chest showing off his flat, lightly muscled stomach. The hard leather is grey in color with a simple darker grey trim. He has off-white, fingerless gloves adorning his smallish hands.What you had been expecting was a frail looking, robed man with a cane. Maybe some grey or white hair and a hat. You had made the assumption that the mage you were taking a job from was one of the elders but from the look of it, he must have been an apprentice to one.