She was going to make him see her way. What on earth are you doing? the publisher asked in a panic as she advanced on him, her hand pulling out a stra... on dildo. The scarf around her neck was soon tightly wrapped around the publishers wrists, keeping them tied together as she pulled him to his feet. Her hands roughly bent the publisher over his desk and started to undo his belt and pants. His large, white ass was fully exposed to her, his semi-erect cock smashed against his desk. Oooh, Holly. The next day, soccer player Brian Keller was attacked. He too was viciously beaten. Fortunately, he too survived the ordeal. Unfortunately, the predator was still at large. The entire campus was panicking. Men and women wondered aloud who the predator could be. The victims couldn’t tell what gender or race their attacker was. According to them, someone snuck up behind them and knocked them out. The rest, we knew already. I redoubled my efforts to catch the campus predator. Unfortunately, the. “Be a good boy and go get me a coffee. I have a lot of work to get finished and I don’t have time to trifle with you today.” I went back to my desk and sat down on my pillow. He sprang up and ran to my side. “Yes, miss Krystenah. Anything you say. Do you want cream in your coffee?” I nodded, positively drunk on the power I felt ordering this boy around. He walked to the door and turned back to me, “And will you tell Mommy I was a good boy?” he asked, his eyes hopeful. “We’ll see,” I said and. Watching her buck in the throws was enough for me to dump my load into her throat; just in time too for the second half was about to start.I had met Carla some two years ago now and I was immediately attracted to her pretty face and her slender, but shapely body. She seemed to like me too, for within weeks we were an item. Within six months we were engaged and now we had been married for nearly nine months. I couldn't believe how good her figure was, I already mentioned her size 'B' breasts,.