No privacy meant that there would be little chance of getting Jeff alone one night and..."Okay, but I get to sleep on top," she said instead."Hey, no ...air!" Brit complained."It's just for a couple of weeks," Allison told her. "If you want, we can leave the bunk bed set up and you can sleep on top after Lissa's gone." Oh, all right," Brit mumbled.Well, that put an end to Lissa's fantasies about Jeff. On the other hand, since she was already going to sleep in the same room as Brit...She giggled. Maine ne kaha “jo hukm meri bhabhi”. Hum sone taiyari kar rahe the ki achanak meri bhabhi ne apna kurta utra aur main dekhke dhang rah gaya aur dusri aur dekhne laga to bhabhi ne kaha “bhole mut bano main tumhe dekhti hoon ki kab-kab tum mere boobs ko dekhte ho” ye sun ke main pagal ho gaya main kaha “wo kabhi-kabhi dyan chala jata hai to dekh leta hoon” to bhabhi ne kaha “key hole main kaise dyan chala jata hai moturam” maine kaha “sorry bhabhi” to bhabhi ne kaha “benchod isme sorry kahne ki. I hurried back to bed and about 5 minutes later she waddled back to bed, you could see by the way she walked her pussy was sore. She quietly slide into bed and wrapped her arms around me and whispers I love you. She laid there next to me wiggling and moving, she all of a sudden reaches over and starts stroking my cock. She didn't notice that it was already hard, I rolled over and she began to blow me. I was wondering how she was going to explain the cum running out of her pussy and down her. "I'll work hard and take every course you think is important, Mistress. But please give me another chance."And that is why I was now, on Monday, at the front door of the Sex Slave Academy ready to undergo a two-week course for cunt slaves. Mistress had kindly signed my application (you have to be sponsored by your Mistress, you can't just show up) and had sent in the form indicating what skills I was to acquire. I did not know what courses she had requested. It was not my place to know. It was.