He had never heard the door open. Turning, he saw both of his former teachers. For at least the next twelve and a half months, they would be his paren...s.Mr. Jenkins stood silently. He was naked. Louis glanced at the man standing before him. What caught his attention was the shiny coating on Mr. Jenkins' dick."Louis, we need to have a conversation."Louis looked down at his feet. That sentence brought with it a bit of dread. Usually those words were a hint to admit your mistake and hope. What was. I felt panic as sanity returned, asking myself what the hell I was doing, but those thoughts were immediately forgotten when his fingers traced the outline of my soaked pussy and I knew in that moment that this was what I wanted. And I wanted it badly. My body was on fire, and he gently started stroking me. Slowly. Extremely slowly he teased and pleased me while kissing the back of my neck and nibbling my ear. I wanted more. I reached behind me and started pulling at his shorts. We had already. That big dildo going up your ass and your big dick flopping around got me so horny.”Marshall imagines the big load he shot out and starts imagining it going in her ass instead of through the air. He can see her fucking the Big Black while he takes care of her other, unused backdoor. “Okay,” he murmurs, placing the artifact on the table.“So, how did you find this?” Katrina asks, marveling over it with her eyes, as if she were afraid to touch it with her hands or too mesmerized by something so. He instructed me to put it on. So I did. There was a zipper that wrapped around my crotch and a second zipper that started at the small of my back and went to the neck to the top of the mask. I pulled the bodysuit tightly up past my waist which it was hard to get by and then I slid in my arms as he zipped up the back over the head and then blackness. He unzipped my eyes so I could see and then placed my hands in little leather mitts so they were trapped in fists. He then placed a ball gag.