Almost. The weekend went by fast, faster than I had hoped. I didn’t see much of him sadly. * “OUCH!” I screamed, as a pencil hit the back of my ...ead. I looked right at my best friend. She was giggling, making in obvious that it was her. I ripped a piece of paper out of my notebook, crumbled it up, and threw it at her. Than everyone in the class was doing it. This was the most fun I’ve had in a while. Mr. Ferguson walked through the door and slammed it shut. Looking at everyone and all of the. Don't look so frightened Princess your beautiful! You know what, I think we need a professional. Lets go to the mall and get you a set of pictures that you'll be proud of. It will be great-you can pretend you're a fashion model. Isn't it fun being a girl! Lesson7: Now that we've transformed you into a girl there are a few things you'll need to learn. Like sitting down on the toilet when using the little girls room. As long as you're wearing your chastity belt though, that will be the ONLY. Even if I wanted to cum so badly, I couldn’t. Not without permission, and my lover wasn’t keen on giving me permission.He let go of my throat, caught my hips and tilted me to the ground. I gasped, the wind being knocked out my lungs, and in a swift moment, he began reaming me, long and hard.Each stroke was accompanied with a slap sound as our flesh fought each other. His one hand was commissioned with holding me down, but the other was free, and he never let anything go idling. The other hand. Now he was stroking his hard member, and the shampoo served as a welcome lubricant. He saw the look of pure ecstasy in her eyes when she orgasmed. He imagined it looked a lot like the look on his own face.He used the removable shower head from the wall and washed his spend down the wall and into the drain. He felt he could go again but decided he would rather finish his shower and get to bed. Maybe he could dream some more about his teacher/lover. Maybe he could talk her into introducing him to.