I told him that I feltlike I had to piss. He said "fine, then piss." Oh no,there was no way. I asked if I could please go to thebathroom. I was told t... just piss right there. I askedMark if he would please stop jacking my dick so Icould piss. His answer was no.I felt my dick starting to become hard from having topiss. Bruce finally pulled his dick out of me and tookover jacking my dick. As soon as he did there was Markagain trying to shove that huge bone of his back in meagain. I pleaded. And with that thought I found myself back in that profoundly feminine headspace and I rubbed my soft, hairless, girlish cheek along its length feeling it twitch.His hand grasped my veil and hair and He pressed it hard against me, moaning appreciatively. I reached out and wrapped my hand around the base and twisted my head around so my red lips ran along its length as He pulled back and I pulled the fat shaft forward so it pointed directly at my mouth.Then it seemed that time stopped. My hand. ..” spoke a lady who’d just stepped into the office behind Deena. Then to us she said, “Diana Wilby. Guidance counsellor. I know Haley. You must be...” she extended her hand.“Bill Simon, Deena’s dad,” I said.“And Haley’s husband,” Deena added.A rather mature-looking woman joined us. “I overheard the commotion and the introductions. I’m Melinda Braverman, your principal. Shall we go to my office?”I did a quick chair count, borrowed one from outside the office and joined the crowd.“Everybody. Watching my slutty sister rub her leather encased pussy against the corner of a table is so funny.Joy had only been out of her restraints since before we got into the cab. I dressed Joy in a thin white mini-dress that can be removed in one second and white crotch less pantyhose, with high heels to match. her massive boobs were held in place by the tight fabric but her eraser nipples were clearly visible. I had to handcuff her hands behind her back to keep her hands out of her pussy. Joy’s pussy.