“Do you wanna cum, Nicky baby, huh?” Mike teasingly asked. He kept Nicole laid flat on her back on top of his front. A hand was holding one of her wildly jiggling melons while the other hand was rubbing her clit. Nicole was stiffening, groaning, and wanted to curl her body to hide away from the man’s captivating hands, but she was also weak to do what her mind was telling her to do because her orgasm was enslaving her mercilessly. “I’m cumming… wait, wait….” Nicole gasped and moaned. Her hands were trying their best to pry Mike’s hold on her body. But Mike did not let Nicole do what she wished to. His rubbing hand on her clit turned into slapping. He tapped on her clit as if punitively expressing his extreme excitement. This action prolonged Nicole’s orgasm. She was desperate to unlatch from Mike’s imprisoning embrace. Her pussy walls clenched so impossibly tight, aiming to squeeze Mike’s cock out of her snatch. Unaware that it makes the man feel even more divine. Her efforts to

After almost two hours, Nicole regained her strength to walk.“This medicine is impressively working. I should invest in its manufacturer. I guess somehow that would lessen the market price if they have an adequate investor to fund their research,” Nicole murmured as she checked how she would feel every time she walked. Mike was right next to her. He was ready to assist her; carry Nicole in his arms if needed. Mike heard her words clearly, although they were said softly, but he did not know what to say, so he kept silent. In his thoughts, rich people can really do a lot of things. Besides, if Nicole wanted his opinion about the matter, she would not have said her words like she was thinking out loud, unaware that her thoughts slipped out of her lips as she thought about them deeply. So, Mike gathered Nicole was not waiting for any response from him, so he kept silent. “I think I am good to go,” Nicole blurted after a few backs and forth, walking from beside the bed to the room door

Mandy faked coughing as if she was gaining back consciousness before the professor’s twitching mouth reached to touch her lips. It was tempting for the old man to imagine that he was going to similarly kiss a young adult’s red and shiny, healthy-looking lips. Mandy made sure to apply a waterproof lip tint before she came to take this class with the aim to keep her beautiful face safe from looking ugly in front of Mike and everyone else. She was not worried about her face getting wet, Mandy was confident in her beauty but she did not want to show her darkened lips due to excessive smoking if she gets or feels cold being in the water. She was aware her lips her dark lips can ruin the beauty of her face, but she can no longer quit smoking. All she could do to cover it was apply long-lasting lipstick or lip tints. But the instructor was no longer in his right mind to realize that the student had already gained her consciousness, so he continued to press his lips on Mandy’s while the latt

Nicole watched Mike walk away. Fadz Ling was worried his little Boss would be the campus' bugs and mosquitos' dinner blood for that evening, so he dared to call for her attention when he was sure the guy who sent Nicole to her ride was almost unrecognizably far from their location as the darkness of the night ate him in. "Boss?..." Nicole sighed as she turned to look at her bodyguard, who sounded too worried about her. "Fadz Ling, I need to know where the Dean is right now. But before that, I need something to offer as a bargain he won't get to refuse. Can you handle that for me? Or do I have to ask someone else to do the task?" Nicole did not beat around the bushes. She wasn't going to conceal anything from her security team leader. She needs something, and if Fadz Ling cannot provide that service, he only has to tell her honestly, and she will deal with finding someone else. "Boss, may I ask what kinds of bargains we have to find?" Fadz Ling was astounded, but he did not show

“You mean to say, the General Ipkiss of the Secretary of Defense?” Chadwick Gibson asked with widened eyes in astonishment and a triumphant smile. “Is there any other General Yussef Ipkiss in this country? Please educate me,” Nicole made her face look worried she was mistaken. “If you can ask for his help, I am very sure no one would dare threaten my department and make any of my staff lose their jobs,” Mister Gibson clapped his hand as he answered. “What do you want me to do?” Chadwick Gibson may be older than the student right in front of him, but with how powerful this girl’s background can be, she is untouchable and it would be like hitting one’s head into an unbreakable wall if anyone dared to go against her. “Well, I guess we have to deal with the issue lightly first. If our efforts fail, then that is when we call for backup. What do you say, sir?” Nicole answered politely. Mister Chadwick used to be a swimming athlete. According to the school’s introduction of its swimming