Dr Gordon urges Linda to kneel between them. The girl moves the knickers to one side and starts greedily lapping. Gary follows the Head Master’s exa...ple and strips. Both men unroll condoms the teacher produces from a desk drawer. Before long, a cry from Miss Sutton announces that Linda’s tongue has done its job. Dr Gordon (to Gary): Obviously, there will be a lot for you and your daughter to discuss – perhaps with your wife, too. So I think it would be best now if you take Amanda while I see to. Sunday turned out to be a bit more surprising than I’d anticipated. Over the fence I could hear Elizabeth working away while I settled my own plants. In the midst of this Ted, the artist, arrived. I dreaded that he might be going to ask me about the exhibition, but his real intention was to pass on what he thought was some exciting information. Ted was one of those people who like to drag out their gossip, hoping to keep the hearer in suspense. ‘Well you’re a crafty one, ‘ he began. ‘Am I, in. Tighter. Better to spank because, after all, even good girls deserve a little discipline. Not that I'm good. Far from it. If anything, the adherence to a strict programme has awoken my inner bitch, the part of me that craves control, both giving and receiving. To my delight, you're beginning to realise that bad girls need a lot more discipline when they have their fun. Idle thoughts wonder if you'd be up for gathering a few friends from your badminton league and treating me to a night of. He had a point.Sudden silence made me focus on the figure before us, holding herself with the bearing of a High Priestess. She was about the same height as Hashim, but with skin I would have called black, was it not for the omnipresent stone to offset it. With hair cropped short around an attractive face with a straight, elegant nose, high cheekbones and full lips, she held her head imperiously on a long neck. Her tits were small and pert, and her body slender but strong, with gorgeous legs–Oh!.