Or if Master prefer boys, Than can do it…”I was shocked, but some beast awoke inside me:“No, Thia….Master like girls…..and boys too…….an... woman….”She smiled, and her eye twinkled:“I am glad to hear that Master…….do Master want to bath before supper?”“Actually…yes…..”“Good. I’ll prepare the bath!”Before I could say anything she left and I looked at tiny girl which started to massage my feet. Dark hair around tiny face, big eyes and full lips like her mother, tight shorts, nice ass, and just a. She greeted me and buzzed the office. Wilkerson told her to show me right in, so she rose from behind her desk and led the way. I was used to seeing short skirts on the students, but hers might have been the shortest. It barely covered her crotch. Moreover, she was quite tall, with a gorgeous pair of legs that went on forever.Jonathan Wilkerson rose to greet me. He was a small man — shorter than his secretary, Becky, I noted — and was impeccably dressed. I was glad that I, too, had dressed for. ‘Of course. They are my secret weapons.’ My eyes summoned them. There was sniffling and rolling around, which ended with Sharon’s legs high, grasped by hands belonging to smiling faces. Sing sang to her, ‘Sharon dear, he has designs on your incredible body.’ ‘No, he can’t! Not like this!’ She scowled at me with a string of oaths. ‘Bastard, good for nothing, you do NOT have permission…’ She was gushing and ready, even if claiming not. I pushed deeply into the resisting sex, driving a series of. “Woah your hands are cold!” Laure giggled and carried on, slowly pumping my thick shaft up and down. I looked down at Stéphanie, her sexy little knickers were so inviting, I pulled her up towards me. “Come here, I want to taste you…” I said hungrily. She smiled and knelt to take her knickers off. “No, leave them on! I want to get messy!” I almost dragged her onto me, getting her knees either side of my face, I could see she had already soaked her gusset. Round the edges, a few stray pubic.