As his mouth covered the nipple on my swelling right breast, I began to moan. He gently sucked my breast and my moans grew louder; I was so wet, so ex...cited. Chris removed my pants and panties, pushing them down to my ankles, his mouth never leaving that right breast. It was more than I could take; I orgasmed before his fingers ever touched my wet pussy. My hands were touching, squeezing Chris so hard; I even pulled a little hair out as I was stroking his head. I had never had an orgasm like. Murphy, and hop up on the paper sheet."The removal of all of her clothing under the watchful eye of the pony-tailed girl wearing the stern-looking black framed glasses was not distasteful, but the placement of her less-than-perfect body on top of the paper was an experience that caused her to laugh at her own ineptness.The girl instructed her to recline on her back and she started to do measurements of all of her body parts and joints. When she started to do measurements of her female. I stop playing with him. I can't do it. I can't sentence him to thebreeder farm.But I do want to know what's going on."Tell me," I say. "Why? Why would I kill you?" Because...you are the president."###The president screams into the phone at her head of security."You find him!" she screams. "You find Ian right now! Bring that dicklessturd here naked, bleeding, with his hands in cuffs, and a broomstickshoved up his ass!"She slams down the phone.The day had been going so well. Her plan was. "I was a newbie. She was Head Girl of my Jewel. How could I say no? Shewas offering me a step up the social ladder at The Sweet Academy. If Irefused, she would probably never offer it again. And if I had to cuddlewith her a little bit as part of the job, well, she was cute even if Ipersonally didn't care for her, and whatever we did would be nicer thanbeing pawed by some smelly, hairy boy.I curtsied to Miss Susan. "Yes, Miss Susan, I'd love to be your personalassistant, and I look forward to.