She said in a soft breathy voice, “I need to tell you something, I can’t hold back anymore…. I haven’t been with anyone intimately in more tha... 5 years….. and I have to confess, I fantasize about you when I play with myself, and it drives me crazy! I see your hard cock in those jeans of yours and my panties get so wet because I want to suck it and stroke it so bad……. I know you have a panty fetish, and I really want you to let me be your muse, and would love for you to just lay me down here and. Nobody will then trouble Kobekistan for some time.” Then he ordered, “Plan this in detail and then bring the plans to me for approval.”In reply, Ghada Baroud was bold enough to say “Master, I have never said this before, and I never thought I would, but ... No, Master! You must not do that.”Kamal Qumsiyeh, the Head of Protocol nodded his reluctant agreement with Ghada Baroud, the Advisor on Foreign Affairs. The two men feared for their jobs, and possibly for their lives. Open defiance of an. They still had sports in common, right? Still, he couldn’t get around the fact that he’d probably found himself in a situation he’d never been in before. He had nothing to wear but a towel, Kyle was openly gay, and Bryce was…well, he wasn’t sure about Bryce. No one had ever said anything and he was a pretty macho, muscular guy. But, then again, why would he choose to live with an openly gay guy? When the two of them were in the bathroom, Jeremy had definitely spotted Bryce admiring his. From the angle I had, Chrissie's tits were so beautiful, I couldn't wait to get them out of her black lace bra."Okay," said Mark. "Now, Chrissie reach back and take your bra off and show Courtney your nice big ones."Chrissie did as Mark told her and I was so turned on by it that my clitty dick was leaking pre-cum like a faucet. I reached up with both hands and started playing with her tits, paying close attention to sqeezing her big nipples to turn her on. I knew because I always got turned on.