No, this was no girl. Not anymore. Thiswas a woman.Principal Lewis shoved himself inside me one last time. He stiffened,groaning with exertion, right ...efore I felt the hot, sticky mess of himcoming inside me. As had happened with Tony, Principal Lewis' orgasmtriggered my own. The image in my mind of the disgraced cheerleader wholooked about ready to pop, only made the experience more intense.I collapsed onto the desk, my cheek resting on the paper calendar. Thesounds coming out of both of our. Once I got busy giving the No. 2 pencil a header, I was able to relax a little and begin to enjoy the enthusiastic fucking my new friend was giving me. He had a real nice rhythm going, and I was starting to get hot. I really wanted to just lie back and concentrate on what the Adonis between my legs was doing to me, but I had to keep the guy in my mouth happy too. Since I couldn't get in a position to give him a proper blow job, I started using my hand also. He didn't seem to mind my combination. Likehe had been born to it. He certainly seemed more than masculineenough. He was definitely in control. Who was Roselle to have nanitesin his body? Clearly something more than a mere noblewoman. Perhaps awoman visiting. Or a man? She took to a male body too readily. Calobpulled against her bonds, her lithe body tensing, her breathingquickening as she pulled with all her meagre might. She was not ableto budge. Her body glistened with sweat as her breasts rose and fellwith her panting. Being. He laughed at me and said that the clock on his dresser was actually a video camera and that it had captured the entire evening. I again said he was full of shit and he told me that I should come to his place and watch it. I couldn't take the chance that he wasn't lying so I begged off cards last night and followed him home."He did have a video tape. He laughed at me and told me that I was his bitch from then on and that I would do whatever he wanted me to do or you would get the tape. He said.