" Well, I am glad you had a good time. I want you to enjoy your training, my slut – it makes you try harder and will make you more successful if you...enjoy what is taught." Oh I agree, and I did enjoy myself. But while I was in the shower it occurred to me that you haven't had your orgasm, Master. I am so thoughtless and I am sorry. Please let me correct my negligent selfish behavior. Please, may I pleasure you now, Master?" What did you have in mind, slut?" I asked.Without answering my. Concentrate.Concentrate. Such awful unendurable pain. Too much. Too much pain. Oh God."... happens to Lucy," Howard agreed readily, and Cecily's juice dribbled from his chin and there was foam and white talc mixed with it too. He was insane, rabid. "You've told me this repeatedly, but you see, Lucy didn't move her hands, you did, my dear Cecily. You did. Therefore, Lucy isn't the one begging to be punished. You are. Lucy kept her hands behind her back."Cecily heard his words and she experienced. Then he put his arm around my waist! "What are you gay or something?" I laughed nervously and tryed to shift away a little."No," he said but left his arm around me and blew some smoke towards me. "Are you?" Um no," I answered but wasn't so sure.His hand lowered and began to caress my thigh. I began to get hard. I tried to shift away but he pulled me back towards him with his first hand grabbing hold of my crotch and the other taking hold of my wrist.His hands felt so good on my body, I kind of. Mr Whitaker seemed quite relaxed about it too; obviously this wasn’t the first time. He reached up and stroked between her legs. She didn’t seem to mind. It was hard to see at that distance but his hand seemed to be pointing up rather than along; what was he doing?And then, incredibly, little Ella swung a leg over him and lined up the ginormous cock between her legs!! She was only five feet or a bit more, surely she wasn’t going to ... she’d lowered herself and the great big old dick was.