Her eyes opened again, hoping it was pouring rain so she could have an excuse to just lay around all day. Katie frowned when she turned to look out h...r window…it was gone. Slowly, she took in the sight of… a room that was not hers. She also took note that she was completely naked. She shot up, trying hard to recollect how she got whatever she was at. Memories crashed into her brain and she winced. Lucas. Wine. Making out. His apartment. Sex. Katie fearfully looked over and sure enough there. I don't know Mrs petersWell think back boy and tell meI was thinking of football Mrs petersSo your a liar as well are you boy,No miss I repliedwhere was you looking when I called you she questioned and tell the truth boy or you will be in more troubleI was looking up your skirt Mrs peters ! I'm sorryOh your sorry are you? Yes necrosis petersHow dare you do something like that , are you a pervert or something,do you do this oftenNo Mrs peters my face blushingYour a dirty little boy, what are. ..”“Oh, thank you!” she purred. “That’s so sweet.”Obviously, I had guessed on the low side.“I was a double D my freshman year in high school,” she went on, “and by the time I graduated I was already custom ordering my bras.”I blinked at her. “Good Lord.”“Now, do any of your girls have to custom order their bras?”“Yes,” I said instantly. My first thought was of Milena.“That was very, very adamant,” she said. “How many?”I thought about that, but apparently I wasn’t thinking fast enough because. She shrieks out the words, “Do it to me Master!” over and over. With each mantra, she begins to squirt sweet, sparkling cum from somewhere deep inside her.The Voice can’t contain himself and begins to swiftly stroke his cock. The precum gives him such a thrill, he can’t imagine what it will feel like when he finally cums. He tries to resist blowing his huge load, but, he cannot. He shoots a massive amount of pure white sticky sweet cum that is so intense it hit’s him in the face and drips.