Your other hand reached out for number one, Mr Long. You gripped his shaft and mover from the base to the tip in a long smooth action. Again, getting ...aster and faster.I was still between your legs pulling your cunt lips apart with my thumbs, spreading your wet hole open for your admirers to see. All thought of my hard cock had gone. I was focused on you, you little slut, laying there naked wanking two cocks and showing everyone how wet you were.All of a sudden Mr Long shuddered, a stream of. If you don’t obey me, these photos could easily be sent to your friends, to your work and, of course, to your family. Think about that…” was all I said.He, or should I now say she, went once again from red to white back to red and again to white.“Ok, I will become Melissa if you promise that these pictures will never be sent to anyone. Promise it!”“Melissa… that sounds perfect. I promise that these pictures will never be sent to anyone except you don’t obey me. Now stand up and get dressed, I. "Those panties you picked up, I just took those off after I finished playing with myself, do you like that?" I moaned involuntarily, barely getting a yes out. "I thought you might, I changed into a different pair, wanna see?" Did I want to see? This girl must love torturing me, she obviously knows all about my panty fetish. She stood up and slowly pulled down her sweatpants, spinning around so I could see her tiny little ass in a blue satin thong. "Oh my god, Jamie", I almost gasped, reaching. Kelly smiled at the MPs; it was obvious that some faculty didn’t want to move, but finally they were in their new places.Kelly began, “Good morning. I am Kelly Jackson. I am the new president of the War College and I want to take this opportunity to introduce myself. I have three announcements to make and then I would be happy to answer questions. First, effective immediately, wearing of uniforms at the War College is optional for both faculty and students at all times. Second, also effective.