I mold the person who uses those tools. You will learn levels of self-discipline that you can’t imagine. You will learn strength.”“Ok.”Brian r...ubbed his belly. “Let’s go have breakfast. After that, I’ll teach you to meditate.”Brett pushed back from the table. “Damn, that was the best cheese omelet I’ve ever had.”“Thanks, I spent two years at a culinary school. Would you like some more coffee?”“No, I’m fine.”“Okay, let’s get started. First, you will never write down any of your lessons.”“What?. It is very tight." Si Senor." Then I began to rod her asshole. This time I did let go and pumped a wad up her chute."As I said, Gentlemen, she is some prime pussy. Let's step over to my office and see if we can come to an understanding." With that, I left the room and closed the door, leaving one scared and dispirited female, to say the least, hanging by the wrists. It had been fun, and the week had been seven days of heaven. I would really miss the action from now on. An hour later, I. I smiled. My tongue started licking his head faster, my hand stroking his shaft. Then I delved in. I put as much of his cock in my mouth as I could, his head tickling the end of my throat. He started pressing my head into his cock, and mouth fucking me. He thrust his cock in, and gagged me. Suddenly he groaned and pushed my head back, then slapped it on my tongue, keeping the cum at bay. He stood and picked me up, and placed me on my back. Oh my God. I thought. My dad is about to fuck my brains. “What are you doing hun?” He asks a little out of breath.“Showing you how sorry I am.” I answer with a smirk.“Oh you don’t need to… uhh-huhhhhh.” He says as I slip his dick in my mouth.I suck on his cock as it grows in my mouth. He’s panting and watching me look up at him. Someone tries to open the bathroom door but he pushes back on it and says “occupied”. Then locks it. I take my mouth off his length and stroke him as I focus on his balls. He really likes this. I spit on my hand to reduce the.