A sly grin crosses my face as I hear him grunt a strangled sound- the sound of a man amazed by sensations.“Ooh, yes,” I moan with my lips against ...is ear. “I knew you dwarves go dig deep, but I didn’t know how deep.”His breathing is starting to sound ragged, and I know that pretty soon this mine is going to flood. I can feel those steady steams of pleasure flowing out through my body, making me feel high, and content.I clench myself tightly, and still his pierces me again and again, pressing. When I goshopping I always buy black or dark colors. Now that you mention itI haven't worn any bright colors since high school. In answer toyour question I do not want you in dresses because I am afraid towear them. I have never really given it a thought. Something has tochange and I know it has to be me. I am thin enough to findsomething sexy for you, especially after all you have done for me." That night Margaret totally surprised Jerry by taking the breastforms off so he could wear his. He turned, giving me a chance to check him out. He looked about 6ft, dark skinned, with corn rolled braids, about 18 or 19, he had an average figure like me which is sexy to me. I was about to ask him a question when the professor walked in saying, ‘Good afternoon class.’ Wow he was hot too. ‘I’m professor Donald Morris, this MATH 2015 Intermediate Algebra, if your in the right class… I feel sorry for you.’ The class laughed at his joke and while he talked I checked him out. He looked to be. Pain and humiliation seemed to be fighting for precedence by now, feeding on each other. It was easy to mix up his feelings and emotions. Was he humiliated by her act? Or did he feel humiliated because he'd let her do it? Had her stabbing heels only caused pain? Or had they also caused the delirious state of mind he felt right after? And why was he still here anyway?He ought to be working on his projects. Each minute he stayed here brought his dismissal closer. And yet here he still was.After.