" Andhis head slumped forward onto the tavern bench.The gentleman glared at Ramon very hard, turned on his heel and withoutsaying a word strode out of...the tavern."Senor Leporello, this is not good. You must not start drinking, eh, hardliquor until the gentlemen offer to buy it for you. Why do you startearly? You know it is not good for you."Ramon tried to remember his real name, to remonstrate with him usingthat, but could not recall it. He was always just Leporello, an Italiannickname he. Michelle let out a few sighs as Jeff continued his attentions to her breasts still sensitive from the clamps. She could feel herself move to his touch and if she could, the oriental girl would have encouraged him to move lower.Michelle whimpered with displeasure as he stopped his attentions. A warm, erotic pressure was rising within her and she needed the release. But Jeff was unmoved by her gagged whines as he selected one of the many vibrators he had found in his parent's bedroom armoire and. Why? Because like most college students I rather be partying or fucking then learning boring algebra. I barely did the homework and forget paying attention to the teacher. If I was going to pass the class I needed a plan quick. That night as I laid in bed playing with my hot pussy, lightly rubbing my clit then spreading it’s lips open to slide two fingers in, it hit me I knew what I had to do. The next day I couldn't wait till math class (a first for me) my plan was perfect, a guaranteed. After two mins, she went down in search of my tool and started giving firm strokes and she kept in her mouth. She knew i would love to get a long and sexy blow jobs especially licking the tip of my cock. She gave a blow job like a pro.. Much better than the last time. I was enjoying with eyes closed and kept my hands on her head. She tried giving me deep throat blow job. I pulled her head by giving directions according to the fancies of me. She happily gave the best blow job of my life. She.