Principal Janet Carlsson and Emily Stevens rolled around in a rather sloppy sixty-nine.The pink cloud must have washed over them too!Stacy had tears i... her eyes. She made her way to the other side of the desk and stepped over her two slutty superiors. Picking up the phone, she dialed a number."Hello, Mrs. Penshaw? This is Stacy Winkle. I think you need to come and get Janice. She is in trouble at school," Stacy said. She cut Mrs. Penshaw's confused questions short."Please, Mrs. Penshaw, hurry. "It's getting late, Gina; why don't you take my bed?" offered Liam."Where will you sleep?" I still fit on the sofa. It's not that bad." Look, why don't I just go back over to my apartment? It's not like it's a long way away!" I want you close by in case something happens tonight. I know you, Gina. If you woke up frightened, you wouldn't come over here. You wouldn't want to disturb me." I might." Gina gazed at Liam with a childish pout on her face. "Besides, I'm not tired right now." That's. "you've been a great little sissy, now I'm going to fuck your ass"We went back to the bedroom after Sissy had cleaned herself up a bit. "Daddy's cock is so big and powerful I need to get my little sissy anus ready for daddy, is that okay?" Fair enough, I thought, I might enjoy the show.With that sissy, still in six-inch heels, went to her handbag and took out some lube and what looked like a bigger butt plug than the one already embedded in her ass. She got on the bed on all fours, and reached. Large shoulders, a black leather jacket, black jeans, short black hair, moving elastically, youthfully, as if I took a deep breath before surging from behind my door, locking my self in the apartment, and taking out my other self, the social one, the presentable one.You definitely noticed me one October day, when I surged by hazard just when you were passing in front of my door. I must have taken you by surprise. I wasn't thinking of you, I wasn't thinking of anything sensual, your presence.