Just then some parents arrived to collect their darling ch1ldren, Ella bundled me into the cloakroom: “down on your knees, Bitch”. She whipped off...the belt, tying my wrists behind, then grinding her hot crotch into my face. The cloakroom was only separated from the main hall by a short glass panel – any adult looking over the top would see us having sex as she forced my head back to suck her cunt. She kept her cool long enough to hand out coats to the right baby girls as they skipped around,. " I felt encouraged and kept right on. "Now feel my balls...lick my balls...suck on my cock," came his directions and as I did I was having my mouth filled with the taste of his precum and sweaty balls. It was a powerful taste and an arousing one. I had fantasized about being out in the streets as a cocksucking sissy slut and now to have it happen for real was quite exciting.This gentleman was also getting rather excited too and I felt him begin to spasm a bit as he hit his orgasm. The cum. “Detention? What have you done now? God, can I not even trust you at school? That’s why I gave Roach permission, and Cyndi for that matter? Do we need to have another meeting with your teacher as well as the principal?”Niki thought quickly. She was pretty sure that Mr Jacobs was going to come into line with her new way of acting, he just needed to show that he was in charge. She did not want to necessarily make a big deal out of it, unless things did not go well. “No, um, I think it’s because I. I have a sister! Well, my collective of personalities woven into my Spirit has a sister. Peter is just as much a part of my Spirit as I am. So, because he is a part me, Sara IS my sister.Although it's almost like he's hidden somewhere back there deep inside of me. Perhaps he's hiding behind something like the curtain the Wizard of Oz used. He's just there, pulling all of the levers and pushing all of the buttons. Controlling everything. I do know Peter's there. I just don't really have contact.