Well, in minutes we were in the shower and soaped from head to toe. She rinsed first, then me. Just as I had sprayed away the last of the soap I tur...ed towards her admiring her delicious, Goddess-like body and her luscious 44DD high-nippled tits. She took the sprayer, put it on its hook and increased the temp a few more degrees. I assumed she just wanted to relax her back, so I was floored when she slid her arms around my neck, squeezed her big boobs into my chest, kissed me, and said “How. Her brassiere was in her hands and her heart was beatingfast as if it will jump out of her throat. She looked at her trembling hands holding her brassiere. The decent womaninside her tried to stop her but as usual, the slut inside a woman is alwaysable to overpower the decency of the woman. Her hand moved up and she broughtthe brassiere near her nose. A powerful smell of the male semen gushed in hernostrils. She had been missing the smell of the male seed since Adityawas out but this smell was. The man's tone was rough, demanding, just like his steely grip upon me. “Ready for your desert, slut?” Immediately I nodded, the 'question' bypassing most of my brain, driven forward by my complete surrender to my three rulers for the night. Even if it hadn't jumped the queue, the thought of pleasuring Kathy's friend, of being assertively taken by this man she was sharing me with – it didn't just turn me on, it tapped into deep desires to serve my master and to be dominated. “Then beg, beg for. “Who with?”Miss Driscoll and the Headmaster, Mr Peddigrew, had taken great steps in eliminating the school’s teenage pregnancy problems, which had caused a national scandal when exposed by a leading newspaper a few years previously. She had taken great pleasure in diverting the sexual attentions of the boys away from their female classmates, and the school’s reputation was steadily being restored. Nevertheless, they had to remain vigilant.“Mr Jenkinson” the girl replied, with more than a hint.