She swallowed, not moving her fingers until she was certain she wouldn’t cum. When she was sure, she started teasing her clit again, and then shifte... until her ass was facing Noon.“Please” she knew how desperate she sounded but she didn’t care, long ago coming to terms with being Noon's bitch. Living to get bred on his knot, to be used whenever Noon wanted to. Bending over and presenting whenever Noon nudged at her thighs or ass no matter where in the house they might be, going without clothes. And my boyfriend as well, ma’am.”“You have a boyfriend? This is new. You never mentioned this before, Prudence.”“He is new, ma’am. His name is Reginald Robertson, and he is a whiz at most subjects. He is a great teacher. He makes it easy to understand some of the more difficult aspects.”“Robertson? I don’t recall a Robertson on the staff roll.”“Oh, he is not staff, ma’am. He is one of the students. You might have heard him mentioned as ‘Lonesome Reg’.”“Oh, that boy? The lecturers were worried. Kirsten, being the good friend that she is, sat down beside Jill and rubbed her back."Don't be embarrassed, it's nothing to be ashamed of. We're all human beings."Jill took a deep breath and sat upright. "So, you saw it? I mean, you actually saw it." By accident, I guess. I went inside your room to borrow a pair of panties and saw the stain on the center of your bed. I didn't want you sleeping in your own pee tonight, so I did laundry a day early. Big deal." It's not pes," Jill mumbled under. Now I’d had the chance to spend some time chatting I realised that he was pretty good looking too and when he leaned in for what he thought would be a kiss on the cheek he got a full blown tongue down his throat snog for his trouble! Wes went to fetch Brian and the guys and I placed a chair on the stage with the others facing. The other four were the ushers at the wedding, close friends that were either married or had girlfriends. They had been told there was a stripper but not who it was and.