“I am sorry, you are right and I was being irresponsible. Perhaps I should also be given a little guidance?” Mrs. Dupree stood up and answered wit... a brisk. “Follow me!” before leading the way upstairs to the bedroom. Elaine was wearing a black needle cord pinafore with a thin white roll neck jersey. Mrs. Dupree gave the instruction, “Best take your dress off.” Within a minute, Elaine was standing in her jersey and opaque black tights. Her sensible white panties were clearly visible through the. After school Ashley seemed to be more talkative. We shared our schedules finding out that we had 4 of the 7 classes of the day together. Thirty minutes had gone by and my stop was coming up shortly. As the bus came to a screeching stop I stood up, only to be surprised that Ashley was standing too. Getting off the bus we talked about our lives. Turns out were very similar. Both our parents broke up when we were young, we never had too many friends growing up, and we were both musicians. Several. I let out a little high-pitched yelp. I was completely helpless as his half buried cock pinned me fast. Yes, it was ONLY half buried.I had gotten myself into much more than I could handle – and I LOVED it. I loved the pain, I loved being helpless; I loved him inside me: I loved him taking me. Then he rolled himself on top of me and me onto my stomach. I spread my legs as far as I could and he thrust the remaining half of his cock into me. I gasped and then felt myself coming as I felt him fill. Page and Willow moved to the front of the chair and knelt down. Both had their eyes down and their hands behind their back. For the next few minutes there seemed to be a standoff between the three of them. No one said anything. Carl would take a sip every once in a while, but other than that, no one moved or spoke.Willow's voice broke the silence and tension, "Ma'am, may we use the kneeling mat?" Slave, I am your trainer. I am not the master here. Address your request to the proper person.".