“Nice, now work your way up the shaft.”I grab her legs as my tongue slides up her thick shaft. “That’s it.”As I get to the tip, I take the h...ad of her cock in my mouth and suck on it. Twirling my tongue around the tip, she forces more of her dick in my mouth. I gag as the head of her cock pushes up against the entrance to my throat. She slowly starts to drive her hips into me, smacking her balls against my chin. Gripping my hair, she drives her cock until it rams against the back of my throat.. If any of the girls realised, they said nothing. I sat, transfixed. She had a pixie face, pixie, but just a little bit empty. Her small bust barely moved as she walked up to the front; her legs were, perhaps, a little thin. I realised that she was at risk of verging on anorexia as she hardly ate. Her legs opened enough to reveal the white patch of cotton at the top of her legs. I had the impression they weren’t school approved, proper bottom covering ones. Either that, or they were bunched up. . I looked atJennifer. "Okay. What should I do?" Sit down," she said. "I'll sort you out."I sat down on my mattress and she took my long hair in her hands. Icould feel her start pulling and tugging at it."I'll teach you this later," she said, "but I'm just going to put it ina nice French braid."She was pulling my hair across the top of the back of my head. I foundmyself swaying in those directions."Ss, stay still," she told me. I tried to freeze. She worked her waydown the back of my head,. Eduardo was sitting at a table with a pale, aesthetic looking man in a white suit and a striped shirt. His wavy hair gave him an almost boyish look but his hooded eyes and the white streak of hair from his forehead spoke of darker times and places.Beside him sat a woman of luminous beauty, dressed in a white silk dress, her stole looped loosely over her blonde hair. "Freddie," Eduardo beamed. "Come! This is Viktor and this," he gestured to the woman, "is his wife, Ilsa."Clegg joined them at the.