In this session, they were chosen by us. The first question was about who watched porn atleast once. 9 hands went up, 1 down (Surabhi of course)Next w...s about the girls who liked girls more than dicks. Surprisingly 7 hands were up and the whole lesbian team cleared the room.The last question was about who had sex at least once in their lives. Two hands were up. They became pussy slaves for the other remaining senior hetero cunts. This question didn’t make sense. I got Surabhi in my room. She. Fire. She loved fire, loved snuggling up beside a big open fireplace, watching the flames flicker around the logs, the embers glowing brightly with almost fluorescent intensity. The light would dance on her face, alternately making her eyes flare red and disappear into shadow. Even just a candle flame could hold her undivided attention, flickering and flaring, twisting and turning, quaking at the least discernible breeze. But best of all was a bonfire. That made autumn worthwhile. Perhaps that. "Really?," she asked."Yes, really," I gasped."Good," she smirked and rapidly engulfed my shaft to the root, sucking hard like she used to. That was it, the orgasm seemed to well up all the way from my toes, and I exploded into her mouth with a roar, loosing what seemed like jet after jet of semen. She moaned and swallowed it down as quickly as I could provide it, then held the head of my cock in her mouth, milking the shaft gently with her hand until I was totally spent and beginning to go soft. "Sonia I am sorry..." I began and found her finger on my painted lips."Shhhh darling... I have been thinking and there is a way out. Thequestion is, are you game?" I will do anything Sonia." That will be Mistress Sonia, dear Jasmine." What!!!" Yes, you can play out your fantasy, but I'll be part of it."Listen carefully: From now on you are Jasmine, not Jasper and you shallalways address me as Mistress. Not doing so will lead to punishment.These will include caning, spanking, chores etc and.