The final class bell rang at 3:00pm and I waited a few minutes until I was sure everyone was in the gym for the pep rally,and with pep in my step made...my way to miss Quincy's room. The door was closed,I knocked and called to her it's me miss Quincy,yes come in.I opened the door and she was sitting behind her desk.All the papers from earlier in the day were cleared from the top of the desk.I've been anxiously awaiting you she said.I walked behind the desk,she pushed backward in the wheel. I loved her fingers on me. My dick was out and tingling. Could she see it?"Have you ever thought about shaving your legs?" No." You have very nice legs. Womanly. A lot of girls would kill for your legs," she laughs. I didn't know how to take it.She liked to buy all the tabloids too. "I love to read all the dirt and scandals. The more dirt the better."Here she slapped my ass again, but this time her hand lingered on it.When we returned home, I offered to help her put her things away. "Oh no,. The frequent exposure to Royalty in Munich had made her quite blasé and she walked into the audience chamber at Richard’s side with all the indifference of a seasoned courtier.The Duke was a tall man Ellen noted, with a wide face and sparse hair. His coat was excellently tailored but plain and he wore no outward signs of power. He rose from his seat to greet Ellen and Richard. He was friendly in his greeting without the excessive flattery Ellen had experienced at the court in Munich.After the. She has great pussy control, I can feel muscles clenching and releasing, almost bring to cum each time, but I don't want to fail my Mistress. She stops just when I fear I am going to cum, gives a quick squeeze on my neck and stares into my eyes, forcing me to shut mine and concentrate on holding on. Then her motions change, she is going sideways, up and down in different angles my cock reaching parts of her it hadn't before, I am forced to moan and she starts encouraging me, then in an.