Cynthia was so looking forward to graduating in a few short months.Cook told her most of the staff would not be coming to the school in the morning. S...e inquired the reason why and the cook replied,"The workers want more money, child. They want the soldiers gone from their country. They want to be free to decide for themselves what kind of government they want to have."That was a little bit much for poor Cynthia to absorb. The only thing she really understood was the bit about money. All the. The skin on the body was flawless and very tight, with nosagging flesh anywhere. The waist was tiny, swelling to thelarge boobs above and definitely female hips below. I turnedaround and saw the feminine, yet taut, ass cheeks and the restof the sleek female flesh.I felt cold, and this broke my concentration. It was apparentlymorning, and I decided to get dressed while I waited for Gloriato transform me back. I went to the dresser and took out a pairof panties. It seemed so strange to pull them. He stayed still, then ourmouths parted and he put his mouth close to my ear.“Fucking horny bitch, you couldn’t wait.”“Don’t stop, just fuck me now!”“Your cunts dripping” he started to fuck me, hard butslow.I loosened my grip on, putting my feet back on hisshoulders as his hands went under my bum lifting me sohe could shaft me better. Out eyes met, it was pureanimal we were fucking like dogs on heat. In and out,right up me, burying himself in my. I hope this doesn't mean we have to wait for it to rain before we can have a talk with each other," he smiled as he walked into the kitchen, prepared the tea and returned, pouring them each a cup. "Now, what's this that you said was so important?" I ... I really don't know where to begin," she sighed, taking a sip of the steaming brew."Try the beginning. I find it's a good place to start any story," he chuckled.And so for the next thirty minutes Marsha spun the story precisely as it had.