I’d have to ask him about that.’ ‘Of course you would. So, tell me a bit more about your new friend Quincy. what does he do for a living?’ ‘...e’s a software technician. Owns an electronic emporium downtown.’ ‘Young, dark and handsome and independent, you mean?’ She makes a shrug. ‘What else can anyone ask for?’ ‘Tell me what you like about him?’ She looks about his head, takes a moment to gather her thoughts before speaking. ‘He’s funny … very charming type of guy, and he’s a good listener.’. . out.... in.... out... she could feel them stretching her, her pace getting more and more frantic... her moans getting louder and louder... but she didn't care... she wanted someone to find her finger-fucking herself in Professor J's lab. Her wish came true... right outside the lab, there was a senior watching her through the crack in the door. His cock got harder and harder in his pants and he felt rather uncomfortable. He watched as sweat trickled down her tanned belly and her head was. Within 3 minutes all the ice had completely melted and Chuck went to alert Mr. Lopez.”Oh I can go get the Ice Mr. Lopez, my car is right outside,” Chuck said drunkenly.”Forget it Chuck you have been drinking. Peter and I will go, you tell Mrs. Lopez where we went ok,” Lopez said as he took Chuck’s keys from him and headed out the door with Peter.”Sure thing sir. You can count on me,” Chuck said as they left. Once they were gone Chuck opened up the bag that he was carrying and took out the mask. It's pretty big, I guess." I said, with a timid and scared voice. He threw his open palm towards my face and slapped me with incredible force. My ears began to ring when my head finally sprung back to face him."I said...do you have a big dick?" He screamed. I tried my best to hold back the tears that I could feel swelling inside me."I...I...I have a tiny little dick." He laughed as he threw me back to the ground."Of course you do, you worthless little white loser. Now...tell me you want more of.