Isn't that amazing?”All his slaves, his bodyguards and his whores, cheered and clapped and plundered their excitement. The sound resounded through t...he gymnasium. I couldn't hear the sound of my own blowjob over their excitement.I squeezed my eyes shut, my cunt on fire. My juices ran down my thighs as I sucked so hard on my Master's dick. I loved him. My tongue swirled and fluttered around the spongy crown. I teased him, worshiped him.It was incredible.He grunted and groaned. I whimpered in. .But Laila was daydreaming again and she couldn't concentrate. She was sat outside, in cafe, with a creamy frappachino on the table, her legs crossed, the novel between her hands, her blue dress fluttering in the breeze. Around Laila, people bustled, walked with sandwiches or phones, looking down, or young people sauntering along, arm in arm. It was a 6pm summers evening, the sun still bright yet the sky lightly red. Red like the lust burning inside Laila...Burning because she was distracted by. Reaching behind her back he unclasped her bra, pulled it off and tossed it to the floor. Her succulent white breasts, freed from the cage of the bra, were exposed to the cool air of the room, and her small pink nipples quickly hardened. She made a faint moan to the swift feeling of the tightness, and with that moan, Stephan withdrew his lips from hers, opened his mouth and let his tongue gently run over her hardened nipples. His left hand moved onto her left breast and he started to tease. That meant Phyllis and me. I had been in two meetings that morning and the rep from Broad-Tek was supposed to arrive at 11am and we planned to work for an hour, go to lunch then spend the rest of the day learning about our new software. I didn't walk into Phyllis' office until 11:15 and I could tell by the look on her face that she was in over her head. He blew into my life like the vortex of a tornado, touching down on my heart, only to turn me upside down I didn't see him at first but when I.