‘Mmm, mmm, mmm,’ she’d grunt, forced to breathe through her nose as Wicklow continued to fuck her from behind and the headmaster forced his thro...bing hardness deeper into her mouth. Her breath was coming in short, shallow gasps as she pictured them using her helpless body for their pleasure. The thought of their eager cocks pushing into her mouth and pussy made her feel hotter and hotter as her fingers flicked the hot little bud of her inflamed clit. ‘Well now, despite all her protesting I. Do you want to watch him jerk off or do you want to do it for him?”“I, I, I don’t ... think I should ... do that.”Ellen never missed a stroke as she invited her mother to join in the fun, “It’s okay, Mom. I won’t tell daddy. I know you do it with Eric. He has a nice cock. It’s above average.”Sheryl was worried about how far things had gone but confident that Ellen would not lie, “Now you tell me the truth, Ellen. Is that all you do?”“Yeah, I just like playing with it. One time he got off really. When shefinished, she reached in and pulled the plug. The water drained out asCindy told him to stand up. He did so and she left the room stating shewould be right back. Long after the water was gone, he was stillstanding there with no towel in sight. He was starting to shiver alittle as his body air dried. He noticed his skin felt softer andretained the flowery smell. His nails were still painted a lovely shadeof pink which did not wash off. Again he thought of his buddiestaunting him about. When she was done, she said, "My turn, slut, do my hair and the rest. I want to be as clean as you." Yes, Mistress." Nina fell to her task with alacrity, shampooing Gretchen's hair thoroughly, and scrubbing her from one end to the other. She moved the two of them under the spray, and helped remove the lather from both of their bodies. When they were both thoroughly rinsed, she slid a hand onto Gretchen's mound and asked, "Would Mistress like to be on the edge as well, or would she prefer to be.