Marsha may pov - X-rated Scenes
Her fingers kneading them as she rubbed her shaved snatch on my hungry mouth."I wish there was another way.“So it's pointless to fire her because that won't change our relationship,” I said, glaring at them, especially the dean.No broken bones.I shivered.They're playing with my clit, Daddy.He’s kind of funny, though.“This isn’t you.” He repeated.The wet, warm tightness moved further down his member and it felt incredible, much better than when he masturbated.“I’m not expecting you to do that.”Katrina took her hand and walked her across the room.They were gasping for air with their faces changing color due to the nooses around their throats.She bypassed the outdoor pool shower, figuring she could use the (heated) showers in the locker room to rinse the tell-tale chlorine out of her hair.I push into her.Part 06 – The riding school“No, Captain,” I grinned, and dropped to my knees before him, “you’re off duty.”"Have you finished drinking yet?" said Liz nodding