Is that okay honey? I asked Jolene. Hmmm? Oh sure, if you want to watch that be my guest. She replied. I waited a minute to get up and grab some brown...es and milk, since Mandy looked so ravishing in that towel, I couldnt keep soft. In fact, pouring the milk I fantasized about her walking into my room and dropping the towel showing me all of her beauty and then pushing me back on the bed and straddling my waist, taking me inside of her . . . . I got hard all over again. I made my way to her. I gratefully took the hat and placed it over my crotch. It didn’t improve things much, but it was still better than my hands.“The hat’s not going to get you in trouble with the girls, will it?” Phil asked.“Probably,” I said with a small shrug. I figured the punishment from Jess and Amelia couldn’t be much worse than jail-time after my indecent exposure charge. Would they at least let me get dressed before throwing me in the slammer?A woman in her twenties walked down the street. A girl of. Instead, he took his incredibly hard cock and rammed it into the Reverend Mother Teresa?s face, hard. He penetrated her mouth, rammed his cock past her tongue and into her throat. This gave him pleasure, the pain of his balls was channeled now, channeled into fucking The Bitch. Mother Teresa gave a surprised gurgle, fought to breath, struggled to get free. The pain Paul felt drove him further, ramming deep home over and over again into her throat. He began to feel the semen, deep inside,. To her surprise, though, these feelings didn't fill her with anxiety, but instead meant that in addition to her feelings of vulnerability, she had also spent the entire day in an intense state of arousal. As she left, Penny found herself fantasizing about dropping to her knees and crawling out of the office – letting everyone there see her for the submissive slut that she was.Instead, she calmly walked through the office, knowing full well that someone in that room knew what was underneath her.