She: It’s enough.She: Do you know what I like doing after some sweaty exercise? I like masturbating. And you will sit right there watching me orgasm...with your limp cock. You are not allowed to touch yourself. Got it, slave?Me: Yes, Mistress.She: Move your tongue out like a dog does and sit there on the floor. After I am done, if you are lucky, I will let you lick away my love juice.Me: Yes, Mistress.My girlfriend perched herself on the bed and afforded me a full view of her pussy and started. "Are you enjoying your reading?" Oh, no. It's just memos from the office. I have to catch up."I leaned closer to her."You're not reading memos. You're reading dirty stories and they're turning you on," I said as my eyes held hers.The blood drained from her face as she slumped back against the seat. When her color returned, her frightened eyes locked onto mine."You're wrong," she gasped. "I'd never do anything like that."I whispered, "I'm not wrong, but don't worry. I read them, too. In fact, I. " Its an unsaid message that Scott is attracted only to whores. Scott smiles and laughs.He opens the door to the chem lab and both stop dead in their tracks. "Umm.. I guess she is..." Scott says to Randy, who is boiling over with rage. "You fucking whore!" Randy screams as he throws an empty glass vial across the room, hitting a wall near where Shelly is having her brains fucked out by the Chemistry Professor. Kyle Owens is his name, and he's a married, 50 year old with 3 kids. He should know. Not wanting to take any chances, she decided that she was going to wear some regular panties underneath her skirt.Gina tossed Tiffany's panties aside and started to look for some cute panties that she could wear. At that moment, her cell phone rang. It was her mom.Apparently, Gina's dad had consumed too much alcohol at a work party and needed a ride home. Her mom worked the night shift and couldn't pick him up until the following morning.Gina quickly rushed out of her bedroom, got in her car,.