Yes. That was a better description.Ola, standing beside the throne, raised his voice as James stepped onto the dais."All kneel before His Grace, King ...ames the First."Every human dropped to one knee as James sat on his throne. His eyes stayed on the Captain. The man was definitely not himself. That worried him. He leaned forward, hands on his knees."What's going on, Captain?" Your Grace," the man said, rising, voice tired. His black hair seemed to look grayer, clean shaven face more lined.. " Yes, we did. And it sounds a lot like the sort of thing that Krissy would do." Does it really?" I asked.Krissy arrived as I was saying that. "Does what?" she asked."The fight you got into inside the bathroom." Ms. Q replied."Oh that. That's exactly the sort of thing I would do. Yep. You're right about that." Krissy admitted cheerfully.Her response was no surprise to me. In fact, I would not be surprised if she had arranged an interview with the student paper by now.Ms. Q. looked at her. I give a quiet whine of disappointment when his cock slides out of me. ‘Come here, baby.’ he commands and I get to my knees as well, turning so that our hips are aligned and Brian has a full view of my entire ass. I place my head on the bed, arching my back and lifting my pussy higher for him. One hand grips my hip to hold me steady and he uses the other hand to insert his throbbing cock. He’s been tortured for such a long time, I grin secretly into the curve of my arm. I breathe his name as. “That’s all I want from here on out, Professor” I repeat the earlier pounding, but only half as long. It makes her scream this time. “Don't forget I can still make this pleasurable for me only." Yes sir I understand….Oh GAHHH!!!!” she says as he pounds her like a flesh-light. “I am sorry. I will do better – AHHH!!!!." She quickly responds. This man is driving her absolutely fucking crazy. Stacey Putnam has totally melted."Good” I tell her. “Now as I fuck you I want you rubbing your clit until.