Days in Economics were spent daydreaming. With every day, her fantasies of him cutting the lecture short and carrying her to his private island to mak...e wild, passionate love to her grew longer and more detailed. After class, she and her friends would giggle and bemoan the fates that put him so close, but so far away from their horny grasp. A few weeks after midterm, Maggie was startled to hear Professor Jones’s deep voice calling out her name before the lecture started. “Maggie Collins! I need. When I'm crunching ice in my mouth, the solid ice breaking into many pieces in my mouth vibrates every bone in my face. This vibration eventually reaches my head and soothes it.I was in the toilet one time crunching ice cubes in my mouth. Whenever I'm in the toilet I always take off all my clothes. It feels very refreshing to be naked. I also have a fear that I might contaminate my clothes if they make contact with the toilet. When I got up to flush the toilet, my feet accidentally stepped on a. "Kkkkkk," was all she could muster, still not used to his massive dick in her ass.Again, he wasn't gentle with my wife, as he began sliding in and out, although not slamming into her, just moving quickly.I moved back to focus on Pam's facial expressions. It was amazing to watch the transformation over a couple of minutes as she went from gritting her teeth in obvious pain and whimpers, to a look of complacency and soft moans as she began to get used to it, to a slow evolution as her breathing. .. blood ... no more pissing and shitting, no more having to wipe my ass, no more periods, no more risk of pregnancy and STIs? But no more sunlight, garlic, silver, that kind of thing? And I have to obey you at all times and have to fuck and kill whoever you say. I can live with that trade-off! Damn it, thank you ... Daddy! Daddy Roger, I mean!” Fiona confessed breathlessly as I screwed her ruthlessly over the bathroom sink.“You want my spunk, bitch? You want it, slut? You want it, honey? Beg.