And neither did Susan. She liked that rough treatment. It just got her more excited."Man, that must feel great, Stew," one of the boys said.All the bo...s were standing there watching Susan suck hungrily on Stewart's hard cock. It was great entertainment."Don't you know it, dude," Stewart said. "Ain't you ever had your stiff cock in a nice wet mouth?" No," the boy said. "Will she suck on our cocks too?" She'll suck on anything that's big and hard, boy," Stewart said. "Sure she will. Though maybe. I shot the boy officer off his horse and then we ran, she in her frilly shift and half-loosened corset and me still booted thank you very much with my shirttail flapping and flies ahoo.Now we lay together in a ditch while I showed her how to prime properly and snap the frizzen closed. We kissed now and then, just little friendly pecks while I slipped a big paw inside her fluttering neckline to cup her lovely mounds, and she nuzzled my neck and stroked my back, eager I assumed to get back to her. The guards brought the old sultan in, dressed in red and gold motley, and Jafar summoned a magical marionette to make the old man dance about crazily.The parrot Iago cackled with delight, flying in after the old man, and began to scream at the old man. "Polly want a cracker?" The wicked bird flew at the sultan, scratching him with his sharp talons before shoving crackers down his throat.Jafar's thin form shivered with laughter and he buried his head in his hands. Unable to take it any longer. "Isobel, I need to see you in my office today or tomorrow about your paper. Do you have time?" I stare at him, wondering what I did wrong on the paper. "Today is fine with me," I say. "Is something wrong with it?" "I'll discuss it with you in the office. Come by anytime before seven p.m. See you later," he says, walking away. * I walk through the quiet hallway that leads to Professor Hunter's office. Everyone had already left, anxious to get home, yet here we are, still at school. I sigh as I.