It took a few moments but I finally ducked out of sight and sneaked into the band room. I waited about five minutes when Hank slipped into the room an... locked the door behind him. Hank took me on the stage behind the curtains. He said this was just in case somebody like the janitor should walk in. He told me he had some personnel stuff to talk over with me. Hank, looked and dressed like the typical high school senior jock. He was about 5 feet 6 inches tall, 135 pounds and had wide, strong. He wasn’t there and she was not surprised. This would somehow be part of his game today. There were three men sitting at the bar and it was as if someone famous had entered. Their conversation sputtered to a sudden and complete halt and they tried to act like they didn’t notice her. She smiled at them which only made it worse. They were at one end of the bar so she sat in the middle by herself. This would be interesting to see what Cokehead would do next. All of her regulars (unbeknownst to. Heather continued to lick as she felt the woman cum. The woman's body shook as wave after wave of pleasure rolled through her. Finally, what felt like an eternity, she went limp in her bonds and moaned softly as Heather continued on the task given to her until Mistress told her that was enough and pulled her head out off of the woman's sex. "That was quite outstanding pussy!" Amanda praised her. "For that you get a reward. You get to meet my special guest whom you pleased very well with your. "You must beg for it more," he rasps, his desire almost breaking his control. I turn back so I can look at him, my own desire fiery in my eyes. "Whitey. Please, for the love of my sanity, please just fuck me,"I plead before he smirks wickedly. He slides his cock slowly into my hole, the barrier giving way inch by heavenly inch. That feeling added a whole new level to my pleasures as he finally thrusts all of it into me. My cries echo around the doored chamber as he slips in and out by only.