"It's ice" she thought as she felt the first melted drip roll down her long legs. As he began to move the ice in and out of her, driving her berserk h...s other hand began icing her breast. When she was totally soaked, not just from the ice, he announced that he had a few errands to run but would return later. "Don't want you to get bored though while I'm gone" he laughed as he slowly pushed into her a huge dildo. Next to follow was a strap around her waist. From this he threaded a thick strap. I haven't shared a bed this small since the one in my college dormitory, sophomore year." Moira's voice was still husky from sleep, but it was a comfortable voice, rich and low. She scooted back away from me, and withdrew her arm."I guess I should get up. It looks like you're feeling better this morning," said Moira as she made to rise. I laid my hand on her shoulder, hoping she'd stay put for a moment."Please," I said, unsure of myself. "Don't go yet. I, um, I want to ask you some questions. I. Alright, 113 that’s the one,” Tyler muttered to himself as he reached for the silver door knob. There was a grid of desks set up in the room, all filled with students. At a quick glance, Tyler counted about twenty students, most of them freshmen like Tyler. He quickly sat down in a seat near the front. An older man stood at the front of the room. He had a shaved white head that reflected the lights and a smile across his face as he looked out among his students. He was dressed in a blue button. “Mmmm yeah, just like…that!” she moaned, thrusting back to accentuate her words. Greg grunted as he felt her clench on him, bringing him closer to the edge. He ran his hands up the smooth black leather to the tight lacing that held her corset on. Greg slid his fingers into the bow, idly wondering how she’d managed to tie it in the first place, and then undid it, all the while thrusting his cock into her. The bow slid undone, and he pulled the string from her corset, which fell loosely on her.