Looking away she watched as food was piled onto the tray, an inordinate amount of food. Eggs, bacon, waffles, and the dreaded hash. ‘I can’t eat a...l this.’ ‘Mm…you will. I’ll sit there while you clean off this plate.’ Shawnie grabbed the tray and a glass of water and lead her to an empty table. ‘Now dig in, I’ll be back to check on you momentarily.’ The nurse left, leaving Leslie staring at a mountain of food. ‘Crap.’ She picked up her fork and started in, but already she felt eyes on her as. I felt sexy as fuck for some reason. And oh how I loved that feeling.For the next 5 minutes I shook my ass for Mr. Willis. I tugged at my tangas and slapped my ass a few times. I backed up against his desk and started grinding against it, arching my back and playing with my hair like a girl who’s shampooing her hair. My heart was racing and I started moaning. I loved every second of this, and I bet Mr. Willis did too. All I could think about was how big Mr. Willis’ dick must be. I loved. ”“That’s amazing. I’d like to hear that full story sometime.”“Get Alice to tell you. There was some sexy stuff attached to it because we were in the process of loosening up, and her run-in with him and subsequent actions were all part of one of our challenges. In those early stages, none of us knew he was ‘THE’ Owen Bennett.”“That’s cute.”“And you weren’t jealous of the sexy stuff that went on?”“Of Owen or of any of the men that have made love with Alice or my other wives? The answer is solidly. Mistress wasn’t usually in the mood to have me pleasure her with my cock in the morning, but she loved having her pussy eaten while looking out of the window drinking her tea. That was how I earned my breakfast. When she was sated, she placed my bowl of cereal on the floor and I masturbated into it (Mistress Lindsey doesn’t allow me to eat anything that isn’t laced with cum). I then ate my cum soaked breakfast directly from the bowl on the floor without using any utensils.After breakfast,.