I adored watching Eleanor use phalluses on herself and could barely wait for my turn to masturbate. After some time, she stopped me and called for a n...w lesson. She strapped me to the bed on my stomach, the vibrating machine’s wand between my legs at my clitoris and proceeded to turn it on low. The steady vibration was driving me crazy and I was completely surprised by a well-lubricated fingertip being placed against my little rose. Eleanor gently pushed until she gained entrance, soothing me. She watched in awe as the head emerged from the heavy foreskin and his cock stuck above the opening in his robe, its bulbous head glinting with precum in the morning light.They’d both stopped speaking and he splayed his legs completely.Another crossroads, princess. Decide.She continued looking at his cock, moved closer still, then hesitantly, reached for it. She paused midway, hand in the air as if mustering up the courage. Then she quickly closed her hand around it and he marvelled at the. She crosses her legs in front of him as they sat face to face, and he saw for a brief moment that she wasn't wearing any underwear. He cleared his throat and continued drinking his wine, but she chuckled instead..."I know you saw..." She said provocatively..."What?" The man pretended...She stands up and walks towards him. He presses to the back of the couch and she lifts her leg above him, resting it over the arm of the couch. He can clearly see her perfectly shaved pussy, slightly opened in. I was already thinking more about whether I wouldmake a passable girl, because the fear of discovery was actually greaterthan the fear for being a girl. I mean some of my best friends have beengirls and they weren't beings from another planet! But a male as agirl... that would really have hit the roof back home! While I was goingthrough these thoughts I put on the slip, a white blouse and a graypleated skirt, knee socks and black shoes - Mary Janes I was told. Andof course the school cardigan..