I sucked faster in time with his thrust, wanting this to be over and done with. I bobbed my head faster and twisted my hands around the shaft that did...n’t fit in my mouth. I took the risk, relaxing my throat to fit the rest of his cock in. throwing his head back he moaned as I swallowed him whole until my nose nestled into the hair above his cock.He came finally and I pulled my head back, refusing to taste his cum but he kept me in place, fisting my hair while he spilt into my throat.He pushed. A couple hours after he had left though, I was starting to feel bored and lonely, and had run out of ways to keep my mind off the itchy rash that was covering a decent portion of my chest. I’d done everything I knew how to do, and well, all the books I wanted to read were in Master’s bedroom. As was Master, who I really wanted to cuddle up with under the blankets as I felt his abs. Or possibly to have him lay his head in my lap as I fed him something, and maybe played with his hair. My train. Craning her head, she saw that a janitor had come into the room — an older African-American lady that Olivia had exchanged friendly banter with a few times. Olivia froze, mortified, as the janitor stooped to pick up a bucket and mop, then turned back toward the door, apparently not noticing the pile of naked cheerleader in the corner.But just then the janitor’s eyes met Olivia’s and she smiled, then winked, before quietly closing the door behind her. Olivia breathed a sigh of relief and went. "I just heard," she said as she slid into the booth. She handed Devlin a tissue and studied her face. "How are you feeling?" You heard?" Devlin looked up from the iced tea in front of her. "Who told you?"Connie smiled. "Girl, it's all over the floor back at the dorm. You finally had the gumption to break up with him. It's about time, too; everybody's saying that." Yeah," Devlin said, "I should have done it months ago."The waitress put a large bowl of vanilla ice cream in the middle of the.