I deactivated the baton with my thumb, pulled her profusely sweating body closer, and pressed the now cold metal tip to her other nipple. My thumb hov...red ominously over the power switch. She shuddered.?Now, Michelle. I want you to tell me. Are you going to say ‘yes’? Because I’m sure you know I won’t accept a ‘no’. You either say ‘yes’ now, or I make you say ‘yes’ later. Needless to say, the time between now and then will be?.how shall I put it?unnecessarily painful.?Her pleading eyes stared. Big hair would stubbornly cling to life for a couple more years, but it was in its death throes. Cassette tapes were going the way of the dinosaur and cds were the big new thing. And I was half a year away from graduating . The rest of the year was mostly sedate for the most part, Beeders departure for some reason took the winds out of our wildness. Dont get me wrong, I was still fucking up a storm every weekend. But gone were the random new adventures, elaborate new plots or funky new bed. As she walked back she turned on the end-table lamp which gave off just enough brightness to set the mood.She put her drink down on my desk and walked behind the chair in which I was sitting. Marie started running her fingers through my hair and back of my neck; it was very gentle and sensual. She moved on to rub my shoulders and started to whisper in my ear. “Will you let me suck your cock?” she asked. I let out a yes that was mostly a moan. “I want you to cum in mouth so I can taste you.”. "But you want to, don't you?" he said, as he stood in front of me, his hard cock still sticking out of his pants, level with my open mouth.Although I was ready to suck his cock, I wanted to suck his cock, I was worried about his wife. I asked, "What about Andrea?" That's why I sent her out," he said, slowly stroking his cock directly in front of my enraptured face."Really?" I asked."Yeah, it's obvious you want to suck my cock, and I love having my cock sucked," he said."But won't Andrea think.