Pussy on fire, the catgirl strokes her master’s semi hard erection, while kissing up his chest. Her lips meet his and they kiss eagerly, tongues del...ing into each other’s mouths like spelunkers to caves. Missy has succeeded in making her master orgasm before they could succumb to temptation, yet she is now doing everything in her power to make him hard again.Her little tongue darts into his mouth while her small hand grips and strokes his stiffening tool. She is aroused to the max, breathing. What was wrong with everyone tonight?Marcel was upset. After all, his uniform was just as small and tight,but he didn't complain about it.They finally arrived at an empty table. Marcel half-heartedly triedto clean up the mess that the previous customers had left.Thank goodness these plastic tabletops didn't stain!The two customers squatted down on the little chairs. Lionel glancedover at the dustboard menu set up by the bar. He squinted, one handresting on the rim of his baseball cap."So youse. They were sure that the wearing of his long black Lecture Robe as he stood in front of the students was to hide his erections. His smile was lewd when one of his female students posed an answer to his questions.His female students had heard rumors of his special extra credit themes he proposed every year as the final semester came to an end. This group learned about it, not only through the rumor mill, but by means of a typewritten page encouraging any female student who needs an extra credit. The pride on the faces of my wives and mothers steeled my determination to make sure the President’s sons didn’t have to go to war.I was shaken from my reverie by the distinctive sound made by dozens of boots striking the floor in unison, marching. Turning towards the back of the church, after blinking several times so I could see, I was stunned. Two columns of SEAL Team 17 were marching in, with two columns of Marine Raiders in their distinctive black uniforms marching right alongside.