As soon as the door clicks shut, Professor Hunter pulls me around, facing him, and covers my lips with his. He pushes me against the door and kisses m... hard and angry. His hands are everywhere touching everything but he doesn't settle for only one place. He continues his crazy search on me as our lips dance. He groans wildly. His hand finds their way to my hair and he grabs my hair roughly. "God, Iz. You're so fucking beautiful." His lips smashes mine again and he rips open my blouse, exposing. I blushed, and said I was just there for some dinner. She grinned, and walked me to my seat.As she took me to a booth, I found myself admiring how her hips swayed as she led me there. Yep, she was crossing one foot slightly in front of the other as she was walking, she was doing this on purpose! The little minx, too bad for her I’m not a lesbian. Chris was getting nothing out of this, but as Bohica I was. I even felt a stiffening below the waist. Damn, but she had a fine ass and hips.I ordered. Alright, so there are guys out there who want to become a toilet, but why would I want to use a man as a toilet? The most common knee-jerk reaction of most women reading about the idea of keeping a full-time toilet slave is usually along the lines of "That's preposterous. Why would anyone want that???" My advice to those women that ask this question is to relax and give the idea some time to sink in. The first time I heard of a man wanting to become a full-time toilet, I thought the idea was. ‘Sir, I do hope that vase wasn’t too expensive. Of course you can take it out of my pay and if there is anything more that I need to pay, I will be happy to do so,’ she said, standing before me with her head down and her hands clasped behind her back. She looked so heartbroken and miserable I couldn’t help feeling sorry for her. I hooked a finger under her chin and lifted her face to look her in her beautiful green eyes. She looked at me searching my face. Just as I was about to speak, the.
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