“That’s my favorite compliment, coming from you.”Nathan pulled out his phone and called an uber for the both of them. When the driver arrived, s...he stared in awe and jealousy at Emily. He could barely keep his eyes off of her as he drove them to the restaurant, sneaking glances out of the rear view mirror.The driver let them out right in front of the restaurant. He took one last glance at Emily’s cleavage before driving off. Arm in arm, her and Nathan walked toward the fancy Italian restaurant.. "You know. That's not a bad idea at all. Then I can coach her for the advanced studies. And perhaps I could teach her Turkish or Arabic. Languages not on the syllabus." Turkish?" wondered Keith. "What bloody good is Turkish? I mean... I know you speak it, but you speak everything. But why teach Turkish?" I'd love to know what Fiona would make of the ablative," remarked Karen indulgently.It wasn't that long until Keith first got to meet Fiona. He was home, energised after a school football match. Just in shock.“no Ben I’m going to let you out of the bed. And you stand there while I get your knew seat ready.”So he does. He lets him lose and stands him next to the bed. I wanted to tell him to run. Not thinking about where. But he just stands there perfectly still. The man folds the bed against the wall. And pulls up a weird wooden bench thing.“ok Ben lie down here.”And he dose. Then the man pulls several metal, horse shoe shaped bars. Places on on his neck. It hooks to the bench. . Pulsing beats in side his nuts had Gypsy wild. He jerked hard, ramming his cock to the hilt.Pam. gagged, but didn't pull away. His balls were against her chin and spit oozed from her mouth. His prick was stretching her throat wide. Shaking, she drew back her head, scraping her teeth along his sensitive prick shaft.Gypsy almost bolted. He jabbed, plunging his cock back to the hilt. He shook his head, his eyes glowing and his lips rumbling."Easy, baby," Marsha warned her daughter. "Don't bite it.