“Oh God, Mr Saunders,” I cried. “Congratulations,” he said. xxx sex It was Mr Hamilton. “I want to see you shower and I want you to suck my cock in the shower,” he said draining the last of his cum from his cock onto his fingers. “You’ll need to have a shower.”
I started to see he had something in mind here. “This time I have a condition. Something inside him knew this was too good to be true. I hoped he would use some lube but instead he just pushed harder, as if he was trying to defy the laws of nature and put something where it just didn’t fit. “Take it, bitch. “In your dreams, prick,” I said. I could tell she had made her mind up about how to play this but I wasn’t too worried. You have to vote for me as the girl mostly likely to succeed.”
He sat staring at me silently. I put my clothes back on, putting my torn panties in my bag and making a mental note to be careful about bending over for the rest of the day. Thankfully I kept down the vomit that started to rise up my throat. The handle of the bat was a little wider than a normal cock and a lot longer.
