On the steps of the Professor's house I was shocked to see a sheet partly covering the bloodied body of Timothy Whyte-Taylor."What's your business her...?" An officious looking man in a uniform I recognized as the City Watch barred my way.I pulled myself up to my full height and answered in the cold, arrogant tone of voice which I find disarms petty officials. "I am Major Greenaway of His Britannic Majesty's Sixty Ninth Regiment of Foot. I'm here on a diplomatic mission, and demand that you. Her name was Abigail. She had long brown hair, a slender body, and a seductive demeanor that I just loved. The very minute I saw her, my cock twitched with anticipation.Then it happened. It was 11:40 PM on the f******nth when the Titanic hit an iceberg. For a long while, people weren’t worried because the Titanic was unsinkable! Everyone knew that. But to be safe, everyone was told to grab their life jackets and go up on deck to their assigned spots and await further instructions.My job in that. The anticipation of what was to cum had me so turned on all day that my panties were wet with precum my whole shift. I had made sure before I left for work that I had an enema because I was determined to get fucked that night. When I got to his place he was wearing nothing but a bath robe he sat down on the couch and I sat next to him as we watch a bit of porn he opened his bath robe and began to stroke his cock and I watched in fascination. I undressed fast and wasted no time I dropped to my. "Language." What? Not like it's a secret at this point. Just saying that since Noelle is your girlfriend, she probably ranks higher on the guest list." You just can't have any self-respect, can you, Sam?" Noelle sighed, turning the television off. "Why do you constantly have to put yourself down?" I just do…" Sam said, starting to get angry that both girls were now staring at her, no doubt judging her like everyone else. "Can we just leave it, and me, the fuck alone, please?" Ok…" Cat started.