Baxter's cock." Come on, cocksucker, you can do better than that. Do you want a failing grade?" Heather giggled at her own joke. "Maybe you'll have to...repeat it in summer school." How do you like the taste of Heather's cum?"On her knees, Ms. Kraus' eyes darted left and right each time a snide remark was made. Heather was still lying on the couch, her head now supported by the couch's arm, while Ivy knelt to Ms. Kraus' other side, her face right next to hers.When the only thing left on John's. I do not know of a company named DataTech. If such a company exists, I’m sorry. There is a little less sex in this story than usual. If you like this story, vote. Fives are appreciated. * * * * * The CEO of DataTech was a beautiful woman. She was also a bitch. I am Mike Smith, an investment banker and a hypnotist. My stage name is MasterHypnotist. Wilbur Kelly was a client of mine. He was also the husband of Suzanne Kelly, the CEO I just referred to. Wilbur was in my office. ‘I don’t know what. ” When Hoshi heard that she said, “Is that all I am is a stupid experiment?” Hoshi slapped T’Pol’s ass hard, so hard it left red marks all over her Vulcan ass. T’Pol looked back at Hoshi and said, “It is logical that you continue your punishment, since I failed to mention my experiment to you.” Hoshi continue slapping T’Pol’s ass. Commander Tucker was getting aroused by this and said, “Do you mind if I stay and watch?” As T’Pol lowered her ass back down on Hoshi’s mouth she said, “You may. The cotton creeps up inch by inch until the pink and black striped boy shorts that cling to her sweaty cheeks are fully exposed. She continues to raise the material, slowly and delicately, until the dark skin of her toned stomach is also on show. Yan leans forward. His mouth opens and the dead cigarette falls out, bouncing a few times on the table-top before rolling onto the cold concrete floor. His eyeballs are about to burst out of their sockets, or so it seems. “Stop!” I screech, shooting.