Yes, Miss Laura, the response is moaned more than spoken.
You can earn it... a taste. And there can be more.
Laura wraps a towel around her waist ending Jims view of her nicely trimmed mons. Still her breasts remain fully exposed. After the hot shower, the cooling air has her n*****s standing at attention... seeming to defy gravity. Laura notices the shifting of Jims gaze.
You may be permitted to suckle a bit as well, she jostles her shoulders to enticingly shake breasts seemingly carved from stone.
Laura unties the red satin lead from the heating pipe.
Up, she commands, pulling firmly.
Jim arises. Laura is pleased to see that his erection has not subsided one iota.
Hope none of the girls are headed back to the dorm. It could be most embarrassing for you, Jim. Cuffed and
