‘So you wanted to see me about a raise in your pay, right?’, Suma asked. ‘Yes, ma’am, that’s right’‘Please call me Suma. Ma’am is for ...he students’, Suma said with a smile on her face. ‘You see, I can give the pay raise because the department has the budget for it and that shouldn’t be a problem. I can arrange for it at the next board meeting and you should be good. How about that?’‘That would be great, ma’am. I mean Suma’, I replied.Suma laughed out. She reached over her table, patted my hand. He left the party and rode home with a servant. It was raining hard by the time he crossed the drawbridge and he was pleased to find a blazing fire in his room. He drank three flagons of ale, removed his clothes and lay on the rug. Asleep and dreaming, he was back on his horse, cantering along a riverside path on a hot summer day. The girls were with him, on horseback and wearing diaphanous white gowns. They dismounted and slipped into a clear pool to wash each other. Then they lay on grass to. My fingers pressed onto the sensitive flesh between her pussy and anus. Chuck began to lick and kiss her nipples. She started to move and I told her to lay back and enjoy the moment. I returned to continue to paint her sex with moisture from my tongue. Her copious fluids added moisture. It was my goal to give her an orgasm before Chuck painted her inside with his spermy paint. She needed to be wet. She needed to climax and prepare. Preparing her was my goal. My desire.I moved from her and told. "Why did you stop?" sara pleaded."Not yet, you haven't earned it." You are a prick!" she said low and heavy, her breath was coming in quick short bursts. It excited me to watch her chest heaving up and down, and a fine sheen of sweat dotted her neck."Can I get dressed now?" she said playfully angry."you may," I said smugly.She put on a thin little red dress and tall spiked high hills, and a small little black leather jacket always made me picture her as a dominatrix. As she walked, occasionally.