Her breasts were beautiful, large and from what I could tell a c cup at least, with large aureoles and hard, erect yet small nipples. I licked my lips...as I stared out from the side watching her just stand there, staring out, and at one point could have sworn she looked across at my room and offered a soft smile for a brief moment.She then reached behind, and unzipped her skirt as she wriggled her slim firm figure from out of it as it fell to the floor, showing her black panties. She turned. A glance at the clock on the nightstand told me it was nearly 11:00 a.m. Shit! He'd obviously been up for some time."Oh fuck," I moaned as the events from last night came back to me. "That wasn't a dream, was it?" I hope not," he said, setting the paper down and flashing me a lascivious smile, "because that was the best night of your life, wasn't it?"I sat up and groaned. "Oh fuck." Oh fuck is right," he said. He took another sip of coffee. "I bet you're hard, aren't you?"My dick twitched. I. I did not want to suck this guy’s cock. Carl looked at me with a bit of anger in his eyes. “Do I have to repeat the question?” he asked. Knowing I was under his control, now, I just said, “If that is what you want.” Carl patted me on the back and said, “It is. Crawl on over and suck Ed’s dick.” Ed was like a k** at Christmas, and stood up and took his pants off as I crawled across the room, completely humiliated, to suck this man’s cock. He sat down on the sofa and I crawled up between his. “Did I say that out loud? I’m sorry, Ms. Jackson. I am for real,” I said looking at her yoga pants. I could see exactly what kind panties she had on.Before she went to the restroom, she looked at me sincerely and asked, “Chad? Do you look at my booty?”Frankly I was surprised she didn’t know. This was my answer… “Who doesn’t look at it?” After that day, I was on my way to choir practice when she stopped me.“What’s up, Liv?” I said.She got straight to it. “Chad, let me ask you a question.”“Yes?”.