He earned everything he had and everything else was a reward for a job well done.Granted from time to time he would help a poor stressed out girl late...at night from time to time as well, to which they were very thankful.Perhaps he should call one of these thankful women up and see if he can’t break them to become his own personal sex slave.There’s always some old female friends who had crushes on him back in school as Michael was by all rights a nerdy looking jock. Six feet tall, built like a. As soon as my jeans fell to the floor I felt embarrassed by my erection and covered it with my hands. She giggled like a school girl and slipped out of what she was wearing (some traditional dress) and slid onto her knees saying “don’t worry it means you are happy see me” in a cute angelic accent.She delicately removed my hands and began to softly stroke my penis, like it was worth a million dollars nothing like they do in pornos; she did it as if she really appreciated my white little penis.. As they turned into the master bedroom, she gave a little gasp. Two mirrored walls and mirrors on the ceiling. "Maureen and I think it adds a little fun, we'll have to see how much you like it." As he was talking he had led Janet to the bed and somehow they ended up sitting, no, laying on the bed locked in an embrace. There was no kidding now, they were teetering on the abyss of lust. "Last chance; go or stay, love or loneliness?" Janet showed her choice with her lips and tongue, and she was. He should be able to feel that spanking for a few days." Clyde says that the spankings have helped him to study better in college, the same as you." Miss Johnson said."I have a question for you." Sue said to Miss Johnson. "I noticed that Clyde wore boxer shorts. You gave me five extra swats of the paddle when I wore the wrong underwear, even on my first visit to you. Did you give Clyde his extra five." That's a good point." Miss Johnson said. "I almost forgot about his extra swats. Do.