Long fingernails stroke my face, trying to soften my tightened jaw. Then, she climbs onto my cherry desk with her ass pointed at my face.Her fingers g...ab hold of her zipper, and slowly drag it down the length of her dress, revealing her creamy naked flesh. Full breasts flop out and hang impressively, begging for a squeeze. As the zipper reaches the end of the line, her dress falls from her body, leaving her naked... on her knees... on my desk ... with her succulent ass inches from my face.To. She smiled—and it wasn't a cruel or mocking smile this time. She seemed to soften for a moment and I almost saw what I could still remember of the old Lise, the one I knew before my sissification started. I thought maybe she might call the exercise off after all, tell me it was just some kind of bluff, a test of my obedience.Instead she offered a final piece of advice: "Act pleasing, darling. If you promise pleasure, men may value and protect you."I knew that was Claire's way of telling me that. "I want you again." What is it you want from me?" I want your black cock AGAIN AAH!" Olivia jumped as Betty's mind started probing all her erogenous zones again. Invisible fingers pinched and pulled her nipples. Mental tendrils brushed down through her blonde pubes to press against her swelling clit and rapidly lubricating pussy. Olivia closed her eyes and moaned. "I'm sorry Betts, sorry for everything. I don't Oohhhh want you to think I'm just aaaahhhh using you, but I need your cock. But, Tim Murphy might have opened those kids’ eyes and gave them a taste of the level of football they will be facing next year. Murphy had eight quarterback sacks and fourteen tackles for losses, and made that line look like they’d never played a game in their lives. It was a simple beat down. Not to mention Murphy’s two interceptions and two more recovered fumbles. Tim Murphy looked like a man among the boys, but did it all within the rules. He even walked away from a probable fight when a.