Mitch was going to try to take a nap. You do realize that, if you buy me a cup of coffee you have to call me Tory." I think I can handle that. And, yo...u should call me Chuck."Chuck took Tory to the corner café where the pair enjoyed their coffee and some pleasant conversation. When Tory glanced at her watch, an hour had passed."Wow, Chuck, I didn't realize the time! I need to get back to Mitch; he'll be wondering where I went off to. Thanks for the coffee!" No problem, Tory. Tell Mitch I'll call. We are on air on by the superhero efforts of our tech support teams and the amazing Lukey McQ. Live music is going to be the only way out of this mess now. If you have a half decent band get yourselves down here and save the day and the station." You should totally do it. Blow off work and get down there. Call your guys and wake them up already, you guy's rock!" He said sitting back up to look at her.She knew she should be going to work as she promised, but it did seem too good of an. The sensation was so intense he thrust immediately back inside her. She was throbbing around him now, her ass full of his length. Her hips started to rock slightly, milking him even more. One of his hands drifted down her chest and stomach to massage her still exposed clit. The first touch sent chills through her, causing the muscles wrapped around Tom’s shaft to tense. He gasped and moaned to her. His hips pressed against her hard, pushing in the last of his length before he rocked back to. I've probably cum in her mouth 500 times. I called her Stephanie Slut." She was my own submissive pussy licker. She swore to be my slut for life, and to lick me any time that I wanted it. But I lost track of her since graduation, probably because of her name change." Steph, is that true?" Tom asked.Debbie took Steph's chin in her hand and looked deep into her eyes. "You may answer truthfully, Stephanie Slut." Debbie turned Steph's face toward Tom's.Steph responded with tears in her eyes. "First.