Whispering in that throaty whisper, she said "do you like oral sex" as herfingers rolled my rock hard nipples between them, slightly pinching andpulli...g. She asked the question so softly I could barely hear what she wassaying. "Uh huh," I said, equally softly. Sara slid me off the couch andonto the floor and joined me there.Sliding my pants off of my hips and down my legs, before pulling my pantiesoff and down with her teeth. I helped her undress and as I was reaching forher she tenderly laid. Andhaving the lovely Giselle around, a sissy seemingly just like her, wasmore than Sophie could have ever hoped for. She seemed to share someof Sophie's desires.Sharon drove to the airport and entered by a side gate reserved forpeople using corporate jets that were housed in private hangars. Shehad turned off Sophie's earphones when she had called ahead to theplane's crew to make sure that they were ready to depart once Sharonarrived. Sophie watched as Sharon drove up to one hangar and blew. Ginger was expecting the wrist and ankle restraints but she couldn't help gasping when the belly, shoulder and head restraints came out.Ginger couldn't help but be impressed. She had grown bored with bondage games years ago, but this machine sent a chill down her spine that she had not felt in a long time.The Professor went to the foot of the table and swung out a dildo, positioning it right between Ginger's leg. A few turns of the crank and the dildo was up all the way into her cunt. The. ”Caym had decided to be an avid learner and to apply his lessons THOROUGHLY. So much so, that instead of letting him retire peacefully as most past-their-prime political operatives would like todo, he made sure that there would be no future students to learn those same lessons. Framing him for the embezzling of nine billion credits from a failing sub-clan was simple. Once he was actually IN prison, it didn’t take more than the tiniest fraction of the nine billion credits (that had actually been.