Besides, with all her power only a god or goddess could make her do squat, and that isn't in their nature. I was at a loss for words; I had no idea wh...at to say to her. Her resolve seemed to soften at the distress that must have been obvious in my face. "I'm sorry," she said after a moment, and then looked away, "I just can't. Not again." She looked so sad, there were tears in her beautiful eyes. Crying? Here? I wouldn't have thought that possible. I'd never seen someone so sad before, not even. One is filled with wet dog food and the other with water. The guests begin eating their food as slave looks upon his fate.Before slave can begin eating his dog food, Mistress sticks Her heel into it and says, "Oops". She removes Her heel from the bowl and doesn't have to say anything before Her slave begins to lick it clean. "Good Boy" is all She says before returning to Her meal. slave reluctantly eats his dog food but has to wash it down with water which is quickly depleted.Mistress notices. "And what kind of name is Boots anyway? She killed a man and then robbed his dead body of his boots! And she's proud of that! I simply must insist that she be expelled from your school."Millie felt her face heat up. She might only be a pretend teacher, but she was doing the best she could. The children were making good progress, and Boots was to her mind partly responsible for that progress. That this woman thought she could just call the shots made Millie livid."Mrs. Robinson," she said, her. It was only seconds later that she felt his cock get impossibly harder and his seed was deposited deep in her mouth. She swallowed three times though he had still not stopped cumming. She looked up at him, his cock still in her mouth. His head was tilted back, his chest heaving, his muscles rippling. When he finally calmed down he pulled his cock from her mouth and looked down at her. ‘Show me.’ He said breathlessly. She opened her mouth a little and he groaned, his cock giving a little.