'Come here, slave!' He stopped touching himself and immediately looked sheepish. He inched towards me, never looking me in the eye, but his eyes firml...y on my hardening cock. I put my right leg on the end of the bed, and with a sweep of my right arm, gathered him up, lifting him bodily off his feet, and placed him over my raised knee. He squirmed, rather futile, I might add. I forcibly pulled down his panties to his knees, and slapped his left buttock, rather hard. His skin turned immediately. I wasunscathed until a distinctive female voice was heard among thequarrelers; slowly I crept from the restroom and saw Melissa leanedagainst the wall and two of the backseat thugs in front of her."Come on Girly," hissed one of them "you asked for the exam, here it isso... pay up!" No, I told you ages ago that I didn't want it anymore if you brought it,it's your own dammed problem, because I told you I wouldn't pay for it. Idon't even know if it's the correct exam." You know you don't mess with. Those who were the closest each had his hard-on aiming directly at her face. Those not so fortunate were queuing up in three lines. And there I was, I thought to myself, a moment ago upstairs deciding not to wear just a robe to go downstairs lest I appear ‘indecent.’ ‘Hi, how are you, sweetie?’ I heard Simone say from the other direction. Walking over to her I gave her a nice sexy kiss. When it ended she said, ‘You’re probably wondering what’s going on, huh?’ I nodded and began to open my. ” He walked back to the bed. “Left your butt, just going to slide this towel under your tushy.” I compiled feeling the material rub against my butt cheeks. Pushing my legs apart, he fingered me again, it still felt uncomfortable, I read in my teen magazines that it would hurt the first time. I watched amazed that this was happening to me. Mitchell leaned over to his bedside table opening the drawer he pulled out a silver packer and a bottle. “Now, I’m just letting you get used to my finger,.