.slut!! Now open wide so I can fuck your pussymouth." I obediently opened my mouth wider to accept more of his thick manhood. I was gargling spit and ...nd gagging quite often from his abusive throatfucking. Tears were streaming down my face and mixing with the slobbered spit and cum on my chin. He continues to thrust his cock deep into my throat, saying more Spanish filth talk and I could feel cock seem to swell up in my throat as if he was close to unloading his spunk into my greedy throat, I. I still couldn’t speak. ‘I am so proud of you.’ He was pausing a lot. It was driving me crazy. I managed to squeak out a ‘thank you’ without looking him in the eye. He lifted my chin. ‘Look at me, please. What did you say?’ ‘Thank you, Sir,’ I said shakily. ‘Do you know who that man is?’ he asked, still holding my chin and tilting my head towards the table ever so slightly. I tried to shake my head, but he had a firm grip, so I opened my mouth a breathed out a ‘no.’ ‘That is Jay Seven. He owns. Well, the, er, how should I put it? The change of lifestyle? That's what I wanted to explore..." So remind me what you did, what you do? In real life?" In real life? It's funny: in many ways what I am doing now seems more like real life. Officially, I'm described as a Research Student. I work in a university. My post has me lecturing, giving tutorials to the students and researching. And, being run ragged. The popular idea of university life is people drifting along rivers in punts past. .. That's what he said ... OK, thanks. You should come down and visit or maybe we can come up some weekend ... Alright, bye."She looked at me and said, "She says that you're telling the truth and usually have a large enough harem to satisfy your needs. I'm going to have to think about this some. I think we should get to work unless you need to fuck something this very second." I think I can make it through the day, but I may have to go out after work to find someone." Britt, we aren't in.