I always looked at myself in the mirror, ducked, bent down and see how my pussy winked to me. Pubic hair was a mesh, a mesh of hair and my big bubble...ass was white, an apple butt longing to get fucked soon. My lingerie and panty were so small that it couldn’t cover the pussy wholly, so hair could be seen around the crotch. “Hold on here, buddy. Hold the horses. It’s better in my bedroom, more comfortable there than in this sofa.” I began to strip him off both his pants and shirt, kissing. I was now his and took pride in that thought. "Damn 6:40, move Blake expects you home soon.” I chastised myself as I darted through the glass doors; I barely acknowledge the fourth year tutor sitting behind the welcome desk as he smiled and open his mouth to speak to me. I need to get this paper done and be back before nine. I knew there would be a punishment if I was late. The gods know he was intense enough during our private time to get me through the day; I don't need to be punished. Blake. Mary then introduced me to Ian."This is what I expect, if you do everything without question then we willget on fine, if not you will suffer. When I arrive you will be ready onall fours with your hands behind your back. I will tie you and then useyouas a fuck machine. When I am finished you will thank me and ask what myduites are for the day, is that clear?" er yes I suppose so" you address me as Sir" yes sir" right what are you waiting for slut, on you knees, hands behind yourback"He tied my. It was probably just a trick of the light or aloose hanger, but if it wasn't...Leo would be stuck with his way out on theother side of (presumably) a gun/knife-wielding crook. But Leo had noother choice. He couldn't just wait in the hall for seven hours. He hadschool tomorrow, and he was on thin enough ice that he wouldn't dareplaying hooky. He grabbed the mop again and held it out like a staff. Itwasn't much, but it was all he had.Each footstep felt like its own Herculean trial as he inched.