.HEY, WHAT YOU BOYS DOING DOWN THERE...' from the sound of his voice he was at the very far end of the hall on the other side of the middle stairway. ... decided to get up and flee with Steven and Larry's sperm still caked on my face and hope I run into no one. As I came out I could see Mr. Prentice sort of jogging towards my direction. I broke into a full run and made it to the stairway at the other end of the building, down the stairs I went, taking them two or three at a time hoping I did not. I need to stop her now or I will erupt.Taking her head, I surprise her by lifting her up. Her arousal builds further as she feels the harsh metal of our handcuffs before hearing the metallic click. Locking her hands behind her has her breast thrust forward. Her aroused nipples are cherry red. The curves of her breast always excites me, even more now as I squeeze her nipples. I suck on each nipple in turn. While I enjoy her rubbery nipples she does her best to rub her pussy against my dick.. She couldn't attend the session naked, and so her only hope to save face and not have people thinking she had wet herself,would be to attempt to dry the trousers with her hairdryer and hope that her cum doesn't leave a visible patch.Chapter 5Half an hour later, at exactly 1pm, the door to Sam's room whooshed open.Luckily for Sam, she was now wearing her pyjama bottoms and it was almost impossible to see any sign at all that she had cummed loads in them."Come on, stupid tart, group therapy."The. I have nothing against a little BDSM roleplay now and then, but I also happen to like, I don’t know, BREATHING. I truly didn’t start to feel panicked about the absence of good guys in my life until my late twenties. Up to then, I really just relished the fact that I could walk into a bar in a pushup bra and short skirt (well, with some top, preferably showing off my wonderbra induced cleavage) and take home any guy I wanted. I’m tall, so I’d immediately rule out anyone who didn’t at least stand.