” I circle my nipples in real life, picturing his voice as deep, thick and warm. I picture him curling his finger at me and I walk up to his desk. ...e shoots a glance at the desk and I make my way on top of it, my legs on either side of him. He puts the book to the side. He slides his hands up my calves then up the outer edge of my thighs. In the fantasy I’m in a skirt. He pulls my panties down and I bend my legs so he can fully take them off. In real life, I slide my panties down and off my. Her eyes were reddened and she looked even more scared than how I felt . Now!, Vice Principal Gordon commanded in a tone we had never heard before We obediently got up and turned around and bent over Mr Halstons nearby desk. I was in the middle , with Faith and Hope on my left and right respectively. We looked nervously at each other and I bit my lip as I tend to. To be fair, Faith was more angry then scared, you could tell by her gritted teeth. I dont think Faith has ever been scared of. I had just prostituted myself for the paperwork to make itpossible to go back to school.The next evening Jack picked me up and took me to dinner. He wasreally quite a gentleman. He opened doors for me and pulled out myseat. He took me on the dance floor and glided me around. He thentook me back to his place and really showed me what it was like to bea woman. He made me a drink and then started getting close. I couldfeel his breath on my neck. Then he started kissing my neck as hisright hand. Young Britney, keen to make a good impression, sank to her knees with a grateful smile and proceeded to suck the wrinkled cock until the fat, sweating executive deposited a meagre streak of jism on her bubblegum-pink tongue.This scene was repeated time and time again through her pre-teen years, until, on the very day of her fourteenth birthday, a commercial promoter from LA decided that it was time to pop the slut's cherry. A combination of too much cocaine, a generous handful of lube, and a.