His eyes widened and I reddened. I never thought of myself as big, really. More just average. I was about 7 inches soft, and around 8 and a half hard....But I hadn't seen a whole lot of other guys's junk, so I didn't really know. Davy stroked down the side of my length, and I shivered with ecstasy. He lowered his head over the head of my dick and licked it once. I clenched my hands. He did it again and this time all the way up my shaft. He lowered his head all the way so the first quarter of my. She seems only to be interested in training our girls to behave and perform properly.Q: That seems such a tragedy. Sexual Boredom while surrounded by beautiful naked women, all eager to please.A: Hey, we’re not all monks here! Of course we sometimes fuck the girls. It’s just not the overriding priority for us like it is for the Guests. And it wasn’t always like that. Heck, years ago me and Greg would each routinely take one or two – sometimes even three of the girls – back with us at. Many thoughts went through her mind as they did so.Like why she had not resisted the woman's direct command. Sure, she had to sit because of the dizziness, but some sort of wanting to obey this woman, not just from fear or safety, but from the wish to obey, to submit. Normally, she would be in command, not some stranger invading her office. She had no fear, though.She tried to tell herself it was not so much the woman's command that caused her to sit so quickly, but that sudden wooziness from. Moving to the side of the bed I studied her gorgeous face partially obscured by honey-blonde hair. Then I saw the slight smile; she was awake! What a minx! I grinned ... and paused. She was supposed to be at gymnastics practice. What was she doing here?Bending, inhaling her sensual scent, I drew her hair back off her face and kissed her cheek gently. "What are you doing here?" I asked softly. "Aren't you supposed to be at gymnastics?"Her smile broadened, eyes opening to look at me, such.