The next step was to transfer it to an account in Freeport, Grand Bahama. Once that account was established and the necessary protocols arranged so th...t we could access them by computer, Agnes could begin transferring the funds. The actual transfer would only take a few seconds after our account was established. I promised to get started on that right away.Three days later, I returned from Ottawa with the account established and the information Agnes needed to start transferring the money. Only. I had little time to prepare for him in my throat so I gagged and coughed. All I heard from him was oh god and yes over and over. His first shot was so far down my throat that I didn’t taste anything, but I felt it slide down. He pulled back for the rest and I did taste the salty, jelly like stuff. It was not bad, but I wouldn’t want to live on it alone. I continued to play with my clit as I tried to swallow all he had. I have never heard Simon moan so much, the combination of his moaning and. ......what? A whore, a slut? Those words had been tossed at her since she was thirteen, and they never meant much, but this......this was different. She loved the feeling she had when she was begging Sarah for it, totally abject, humiliated. It gave her a kind of satisfaction that she had never been able to find. Sarah understood this. Silkie didn't. Sarah was the dream lover for this woman, for this untapped part of her personality. I was the tortured sweet guy, so captivated by her, along for. The previous day, Ginny and I had just had to show off our bodies so that the class could identify the major muscle groups. That had been bad enough, but today we would be demonstrating sex organs. Ginny went first. Mrs. Colburn had her spread her legs and used a speculum with a camera attached to it to project everything so that the class would see everything.I hoped that I wouldn't have to do anything as invasive as that. Instead, Mrs. Colburn called Jon into the classroom and had us stand.