You mean some girls actually want to dresslike that?"What size are you?"Her question brings my attention back to the reason I'm here. "Excuseme?" What...size?" Uuummm.... I'm not sure. You see, I haven't bought anything like this... in a while and I'm probably not the ... uh ... same size anymore."She nods her head again, then leans in closer. "Puberty's a bitch,isn't it?" She whispers. "Come on back to the dressing rooms and I'lltake some measurements."We walk back to the sales counter against. Davis removed his deflated cock dripping with cum from Abigail’s ass and Perkins quickly filled the girl’s ass again. Abigail continued to eat Ms. Collins as Perkins fucked her ass until he came again and then it was Davis for another round. Ms. Collins swung her body around on the desk and dipped her head down until she could reach Abigail’s pussy with her mouth. The teen leaned over and resumed sucking on the teacher’s pussy as the teacher sucked on the red haired twat while Davis was fucking. You faggot bastard. You’re not satisfied with last time are you?” Johnson said, his face livid. “You still want me to show you my dick don’t you? You think that a few compliments are gonna get me to drop my pants? You bastard!” Johnson made to leave but William grabbed his wrist. Johnson instinctively tried to swing at William with his left fist, but William grabbed it with his free hand as well, stopping Johnson from punching him any further. William then pushed Johnson as hard as he. Christina, familiar with the Collaring Ceremony, lifted her head and crossed her wrists behind her back as noma bound her wrists together with the thin cord and tied the thick cord around her neck in the shape of a leash. Neither of the bonds were very tight, of course; they didn’t need to be. Christina was a willing slave. noma led the way down the corridor to the Hall, walking even more rapidly than usual, but Christina didn’t mind the pace. If she hadn’t been tethered, she would have.