Today is Monday, right? I overslept? Damn, I guess that’s what I get for not asking for a wake-up call! I’m not used to having no damn alarm clock...!” I wiped the sleep from my eyes while Sarah giggled and started the water jets.“No, I told Your bosses that I’m Your new assistant and that You needed to take a vacation. Thankfully, it turns out that You had a lot of time saved up, Dr. Morgan, Tenured Professor of History. You didn’t tell me that You were Department Chair, either, did You, Pops?”. They talked for the better part of an hour discussing fantasies, and typing in suggestive comments. Mary was hooked. Night after night Mary would go into these chat rooms and talk about sex with these men. She would tell them how wet she was and that she was playing with her pussy. She learned how to “role-play”. This meant that she would pick a part and so would he. They would act out a situation. Most of the time it led to hot sex. Many of the men sent her their pictures and she would finger. The thought of me, a 28 year old man, completely submitting to some black teen, submitting to someone a decade younger than me, is about the most depraved, delicious thing I can think of. I fantasize, almost every morning and every evening, about kneeling before an 18 or 19 year old black teen, pulling his pants slowly down until his big black cock flops out, half-erect, slapping me in the face as he smirks at me. I lick my lips, then lick his head before I bathe his ebony shaft with my tongue,. Enjoying the power and control holding her doubled over by the back of her ankles he applied large globule of cold cream to her hot and sweaty bottom. “ Is that sufficient to the need Nurse?” “Oh doctor, you have put on far too much, I will have to rub it in very thoroughly”. Nurse Grey teased Lady Charlottes puckered tight hole working the cream around and around her bottom. Lady Charlotte wanted to be entered but could not stand to take the finger she loved the delicious violation but hated.