..one at a time until she couldn’t take any more, her pussy was getting wet...although she was still aware of the intrusive eye of the camera on her...red wet ass, she knew it would be Sir’s eyes later and she would be rewarded for her obedience, she kissed His cock bringing her lips to the tip then sliding them down the side, kissing His legs and upwards she found her way to His ass, pushing her head down and her ass up, she knew that the camera caught the beads hanging down from her ass, still. “Can you come down for the funeral?” “When is it?” “Well, it’s not until Friday, from what I’ve heard,” Mark said. “I’ve got a bunch of office hours appointments with some of my undergraduate students, and I can’t break away from them.” It was true, but it sounded pretty lame, even to me. “I’ll see if I can get one of my teaching assistants to cover for me next week. Is it okay if I stay at your place?” “Hey, doesn’t the university pay you history weenies enough so you can pay for a hotel?”. Do you understand me?’ ‘Yes.’ It was the first and only word out of her mouth. As he left, I noticed a small bag sitting by the front door. I could only assume that it contained everything that she owned in the world. The only thing more pathetic was the girl herself. I took her bag and started down the small hallway to the extra bedroom. She followed me like a puppy dog. When I showed her where the bathroom was, she gave me a small smile and immediately went in and started to pee. It was as if. He was amazed by her beauty. She was tall with legs that seemed to go on forever below that short miniskirt. She wore black sheer hose with black heels. As his eyes rose upward, he noticed again the short black miniskirt. Her tight red blouse seemed to cling to her like a second skin. The buttons in the front were straining to stay buttoned, trying to hide breasts that seemed to want to break free of their restraint. He was mesmerized by her breasts. He could not help but notice the roundness.
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