L. drank down his come in three for four mouthfuls. When he was finished enjoying my pussy he stood up and went to sit in his chair. I stood and looke... down and saw pre-cum dripping out of my very erect penis. All I could thing about at that point was how was I going to come. Mr. L. told me to unlock the door and then stand in front of his desk. He picked up his phone, dialed only one number and said, “Okay, come on in.” I was shocked when the door opened and in walked two of my professors. Mr.. At that moment, all I wanted to do was to pull them out into the open releasing them to full view of all the company and suck and lick and kiss them until she offered me her cunt in recompense.Of course, I did nothing of the sort because there were at least two bodyguards in the room with their eyes glued to her every movement and I knew without a doubt it would be the end of me if I dared anything so risky.My ever vigilant Aunt was right onto me and I knew she would punish me later for my. Chances are that no, she would not call him again. He would almost certainly call her, though, and she’d once more have to go through the ritual of having to dump yet another guy. The process grated on her nerves. Why couldn’t she just tell him now? But, no, you didn’t do that sort of thing after good sex, and it had been good for him, anyway. She made her way out to her car, and drove home. Once there, she showered, to remove the reminder of her failure as a woman.. “I am not selling you my daughter, Barney. What do I look like, a slaver? Either leave her be, get in here and fuck me, or get the hell out. You ain’t getting your money back either way.” Sylvia glared at him, almost daring him to object.Barney looked a little sick, his face going pale. He bent back down, facing the little girl, and whispered to her. “I ain’t got more than that, sweetie, but I will see what I can do, okay? You just hang in there.”Christina didn’t have the first clue what he was.