I was turning to my street when I heard footsteps approaching and I turned my head and saw Trent just coming back from his late afternoon runs. He is topless and in his jeans and boots and some sort of hoody wrapped around his waist. This is the 1st time I saw him w/o his shirt on and his glistening body from sweat and his broad shoulders, buffy chest, and that forming abs kinda gotten me off my trift for a sec. He approaches me and slowed down.He greeted me and I greeted him back. But there was a sound of weakness, cracks and shaking from my voice that gave me away. Trent asked what was wrong and I began sobbing. He put his big strong arms around my shoulders and it was the most comforting feeling that kinda gotten to me ever."You can tell me all your troubles at my house," he said as we walked toward his house. I told him all about the things that happened earlier and he asked me how I feel about it, and that's when I replied with more tears and cry. I cried while sitting on his lap. One of the service girls came up to the Professor. "Sir, is there any service this girl can provide for You?" she asked. He then told her to dance for him since the song playing at that time was a good strip dancing song. The service girl began a slow, teasing lap dance for him as Chelsea watched carefully. She knew she may be called upon someday to perform similarly for her Master or for another. The girl, wearing nothing but her "fuck me" heels, sat in His lap, grinding her bare ass against his hard cock, straining against his leather pants to get out. He reached around her to pinch and pull on her nipples as she moved, and she tossed her head back and moaned softly as he toyed with her. He ran his hand down her belly to her wet slit, fingering her a bit and flicking her clit, causing her to moan and squirm all the more. "Sir, may this girl cum for you?" she whimpered, as she spread her legs further apart. "Yes, cum, girl," he growled in her ear. The girl did as ordered, cumming in.
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