Whatever she used to ask me I would answer her in different ways like one day she asked me “Allan would u love to have a cup of tea…?” I said �...I stopped having tea because i like milk can u let me have a sip of milk” She replied what…? Sorry I mean can I have a cup of milk. She smiled at me naughtily (I guessed). When she gave me a cup of milk. I asked her why where u shocked when i said a sip milk…She said nothing n’ kept quite. As mehboob wud neva used to stay many a times at home one night. Suddenly Jill pulled away and said sternly "take off all of your clothes and go into the front room" she then went upstairs and I meekly took off my clothes and went into the lounge. Jill came down after a couple of minutes and dangled a pair of handcuffs in front of my face whilst stroking my cock with her other hand. She told me to turn around and put my hands behind my back, I was a bit tentative and she smiled and said "don't worry these will add to the pleasure that I am going to give you". I rang the doorbell and checked my watch to make sure I was on time. 5:59am- Perfect. The door opened and Professor Harriet stood before me in a suit and tie, oddly formal for a private meeting, but nevertheless, attractive. I thought of extending my arm for a handshake before making a fool of myself… but it was too late for that, I could feel my cheeks burning red from realization that I had masturbated to him earlier this morning. “I’ve been expecting you, Brandi,” the professor said in one. I then took his entire dick into mouth and moved the tongue inside just like a lollipop. He held my head and was pushing it slightly deep. His dick was so big that it touched the end of my mouth. I became suffocated sometimes but didn’t get it out. I was completely in the mood then. I couldn’t control myself.I badly wanted his dick to cool my pussy heat down. I slept on the sofa and spread my legs wide. I think satan took me over, I spread my legs for my servant inviting him. But it’s not wrong.