He had worked really hard all night, and he had already worked more than a half hour over. I can ask him to let me go after I finish filling the ice, ...ohn thought.The teen finished filling the ice machine as quick as he could. Then, he went to find his manager. John found Todd in the office. The manager was talking to his girlfriend on the phone."Excuse me, Todd," John said. Todd's smile turned into an annoyed frown."Yeah, John," Todd said. "What do you want?" Can I clock out?" Is everything. The reward for doing a good job is getting the load, but I also enjoy immensely the working of a hard cock in my mouth. I can, if the man can last that long, suck on a cock, almost nonstop, for a least an hour. And I make a great deal of pre-cum when I am horny, like when I have a cock in my mouth, and if it’s a nice hard cock and we both and really into it, I can make so much it’s almost like I shot a load, when its just my pre-cum.I love the feeling of holding a cock in my mouth as it squirts. "As she spoke,Sr.Ethel had pointed to another figure in the room,that figure was Bro.Anselm and he was going to witness their punishment.Giselle could see that look on Bro.Anselm's face,as much as he was trying to look non interested in what was about to happen,he was failing,Giselle could see a grin on his lips and then it happen ,she saw Bro.Anselm stare at her,lick his lips slightly and move on his chair.Subconsciously the middle aged Monk had fixed Giselle with a stare,he had felt his penis. When you used to judge those beauty pageants when we wereyounger and take us with you I always wished I could have been one ofthose girls, walking across the stage, my hair and makeup done up allpretty, wearing one of those pretty pageant dresses."When I see those pictures of you when you were younger, how pretty youwere, how you were a cheerleader and would do those pageants. I've alwayswished I could be like you, that I could be your daughter and do all thosethings you did when you were a.