Well at least not what is in it. An evil grin forms in your mind’s eye as you take all of this in. Your foster father it turns out it quite the kink...master. I once again propel you across the room and lift you bodily onto the table. The leather is cool against your skin. I push you down and grab your hands and cuff them to the table. Then move to your feet and cuff them as well. You are now lying on your back spread eagled on the leather table. You feel movement of the table as I press a button. ” Then I started kissing the breasts of my teenage student over her bra.Now I kissed her navel and started licking around and in her belly button. She left soft moans, “It feels so good. Now fuck me, sir. I can’t wait anymore.” But I was enjoying teasing her, so penetration was out of the question for a while.Now I undid her shorts. She was lying on the bed in her pink designer bra and sexy blue V-shaped panties. Her panties were dripping wet. Now, I flipped her, and she was lying on her. "Come on, Missay. Don't be shy. I thinkafter what you already did for me, some boot worship will be easy."He got on the floor, on his knees, facing her feet, and brought hishead down. Marshall pressed his lips to the toe of one boot and made aloud kissing sound. He worked his way up to the top, doing the sameall along the inner side. Then me came back down, leaving a trail ofwet lip prints on the outer portion. He covered the instep and back ofher heel. Did she expect even more?In a. .." he said as he looked at her."Oh my God!" the Sargeant replied quickly coming to her feet. "You're awake!" Who are you?" Michael asked."Sargeant Roth," she said. "Claire Roth." What are you going to do to me?" he asked."General Hammond is flying down here from Washington." she said, gently stroking his face. "He's going to be here in two hours. I'm going to break you out." Why should I trust you?" Because I've read your file, and I'm the only one you've got."She went on to explain that even.