.What am I going to do?’- asked nervously TJ.- ‘b*o, look near the school has opened a new bank, maybe....’- ‘ I can’t afford another loan!!...��- ‘It’s not that kind of a bank...It’s a sperm bank....You go there make your deposit you get your money and that’s it. Simple as that’- says TJ.- ‘Alright....I give it a go. I don’t have any other option so...Sperm Bank here I come.>>>>Brian stepped in the bank and then he saw the perfect woman. The receptionist, a nice blonde goddess with DD boobs. He had a few relationships but they all came to the same conclusion. He was bored and boring. Maybe movies, porn and anime had ruined him. He wanted to be a rockstar one day and be invisible the next. He wanted to be the man every one wanted to be without consequences. However he cared about the consequences and was left with this life of his. He finished brushing his teeth and walked toward his bed but stopped in his tracks. Right in the middle of his bed was a phone. He had never seen this. Becky felt hot tears of angerand shame burning down her cheeks as the others came in and stood beforeher, their erect cocks pointing gun-like into her face. Joanna waved hercock in her face, before thrusting it deep into Becky's arsehole. Behindher she felt the eager thrusting's of Joanna as her cock forced its wayever deeper into her male vagina. She looked up as the girls reached acrescendo before her, as their masturbation achieved its expectantresults. Becky felt the hot spunk as it. Miss Jones sighed again "What do you think that is?" "Take it off now"She came round from behind the desk holding a long wooden ruler and sat at the front of the desk crossing her legs. "You see what you have done and what I must do now because of your actions" Picking up the bra with the ruler she looked at me."Are you wearing any other female clothing, boy?" "No, Miss"She sighed "My proper title is year master but because I am a woman the term is Mistress. Call me by my proper title boy".