I had to submit to every bloke and girl that wanted a shag”"Weren't you afraid of the cops?...." Dr Michaels trailed off."She IS the local police. W...ere do you think the handcuffs and truncheons came from"?"Truncheons ...?" Oh yes, sorry, forgot to mention those. She has quite a collection – loves the early Victorian ones, with the bulbous curved top – fits right up my....Oh I'm sorry, am I embarrassing you doctor? Anyway she always rips the crotch out my body stocking thing, leaving my cunt. So here I stood in the hallway, my arms around her neck kissing her with her hands casually falling to my ass.As I'd grown up, I'd lost interest in crossdressing and much of my old submissive side. In fact, as I already mentioned I'd grown to love being in control during sex but there was one fantasy I couldn't forget. For years I'd wanted to be fucked by a hot girl with strapon, even better if I was dressed as a girl at the same time. This was what Amy had promised me today.I went to make her. Must dash. Byee!" Vicky watched him almost run down the corridor and wagged her head patronisingly. "What a pratt!" she thought. "What an utter weirdo. And was that fear I saw in those cold grey eyes Professor Steven Morgan?" she asked her self in the now empty corridor.Then she remembered that throughout the recovery of her files, when she was bent down and stooped forward revealing all her charms. Their heads had even touched momentarily, but his eyes had never once lingered. His gaze. I was excited and immediately moved to the window of the hut and peeped in.There was big cot well decorated with flowers and mom sitting on the bed. There was lamp dimly lighting the room. Both grandfather and Mohan removed their shirts and sat on either side of Subadra.Both of them put their hands across her and kissed her on her cheeks and started kissing down. As mohan uncle came to her lips kissing solidly, grandfather moved down to her neck. She held both of them with her hands.As.