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Chapter 11 by Imhotep Imhotep

Help or join in?

Join in?

“Err, no….” She said hesitating.

“Grab his cock, precious. Stroke it for him, tell him how much you want him to cum.” Her ear piece crackled.

Slipping her hand under the table, she slid he slim fingers over the man’s hand. His cock was very hard, and the head was smeared with sticky precum. It smeared across her fingers as the man released his grip, and tilted his head back slightly, enjoying the feel of Casey’s youthful flesh on his cock.

“I'll join in, cum, for me. I want you to shoot your load!” she said, becoming aroused ever so slightly, enjoying the power she had over the man. She could feel herself growing damp between her legs. The man took the hand that he had been masturbating with, and brought it up to her head, he began to stroke her hair.

“Oh, God, this is so good. Do you like this? Do you like jacking me off?” he moaned lowly

“Give him the right answer, Casey. Or daddy gets the pictures. Play it up. You’re a whore; you’re jacking a guy off it the library, for christsakes! Act really slutty. And do whatever he wants! Understand? Lick his ear if you agree, and tell him you’re a nympho.” Her tormentor’s breathing was heavy. He must be masturbating while watching her **** herself.

“Mmmmm, yes I love it. I’m such a slut. I want you to cum all over my hand.” She increased the tempo of her strokes as she ran her tongue over the man’s earlobe, sucking on it briefly.

“Very nice.” The ear piece buzzed.

The man began to buck his hips slightly against her hand, and Casey glanced about the library to see if anyone was watching. She was relived that she couldn’t see anybody. But remembered that the male librarian said he’d return to check on her.

“I wanna cum on you face, or in you mouth. Please baby? I’m gonna cum soon.”

She heard laughing in the ear piece, and knew she had to obey.

“You’re a cumslut, Casey. Tell him he can cum all over your face.”

“Oh yes, cum all over me baby. I want you to cover me with your jizz!” she cried.

She slid off her chair beside him, and continued to pump his angry, purple cock. He moved to position himself in front of her upturned face.

“Suck me!” the man implored.

“Do it!” her master gasped.

As she kneeled in front of the man, and took him into her mouth, his hand grasped her hair, and his cock began to piston in between her lips, fast, and faster. “Hmmpphhh” was all she could manage to say with the rigid cock in her mouth. Faintly, she thought she could hear approaching footsteps.

Is someone approaching, or did Casey imagine it?

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