I feel something wet on your thighs, something dripping down, and something hot, very hot.Your hand has already undone my zipper and my button, my sho...ts are on my ankles and I am as hard as a rock. My cock is in your hand and you are stroking it back and forth while you look at me. My fingers start playing with your clit, you moan and I whisper.I turn you around and press your back against my chest. Both my hands are free now to grab your tits, your hands on top of mine. Following your moves,. Foreman came over to the cooler. Pausing to watch Dan, he said, “Keep drinking that water. I’d hate to have you pass out from the heat. There’s nothing worse than heat stroke, except having heat stroke on top of a roof and falling off.”“Yes, Sir,” Dan said.Mr. Foreman had been pleased that after working for more than a month and a half, that Dan was still hustling. He asked, “Have you given any thought to making construction a career?”“I’ve given it a lot of thought,” Dan answered. He looked. Continued protests came as garbled music to those in attendance, and the video camera.Her tongue instinctively tried to eject this unwelcomed intruder, but managed no more than a strong stroking, effect. She gagged at it's depth.Melissa eventually calmed, adjusting to the object which filled her mouth and thoughts. Saliva formed involuntarily at the beckoning of this monster. Everyone had a good laugh as they observed her throath at the first swallowing contractions.The dark haired beauty. "If you are a mage." I am." It was hard to keep the bitter tone from my words."Good, good, perhaps a spell to clean my common room."I sat up. I could do that if I had any energy to power my spell. Did I bring any cum with me? No. I don't think I did. And I no longer had access to the Collegiate Tower's simulacrum. I would have to rely on regular men to provide what I needed."I could, Master Dalria," I said, "but I am all out of cum." My face fell and tears burned in the corners my eyes.A hungry.