His hands grab my hair. At first I think he is trying to stop me, but all he does is give me a little pull closer to him. I kneel down so I have a bet...er position. Then I kiss and lick and suck till Nimrod is breathing hard and comes into my mouth. As I finish, his hands loosen their grip on my hair. He gives me a gentle pat as he pulls away."What will you do to me next," He wonders out loud, with a bark of laughter.I can't help myself, I laugh too."Enough of this play," he commands, "it will. “He did. He said it will only allow me passage when I am ready,” Korsa told them.“When you’re ready? Ready for what?” Natalya queried.“I suppose we’ll know when we come back. Or when we’ve learned enough about the Aether and grown proficient in its use,” Korsa guessed.“Sounds about right. Makes me wonder why the drone could go in, but you weren’t,” Alex mused.“Corvaillen was able to answer that. He told me that living beings are not permitted. Machines can go in, but they don’t come back out,”. .. forgive me?” Ramon begged him now, very submissively indeed.“It’s cool, but I want to sodomize you now. Get the lube and then get on all fours, slave. It’s high time that you experienced the rougher, more painful side of your bondage,” Sam insisted on finally plowing Ramon’s backfield.Ramon was actually quite eager to get buggered, so he ran to get the lube and then got on his belly with his ass in the air. Sam grabbed his cheeks and then eased the first couple of inches of his cock up. The first page bore the title:INSTRUCTIONS FOR OUR STUDENTSMRS. STERN'S FINISHING SCHOOL'Finishing School?' I thought. "Finishing Schools are for girls!'I shrugged, oblivious to the picture I must have presented sitting there in my blouse and slacks, with my legs crossed below the knee. I had always worn long hair, except when it was rudely cut short at the military school. It was in reaction to that outrage that both Matt and I had defiantly grown it even longer than normal. No one was going.