Anna stared at his wet cock slowly sliding back and forth. ‘Does that feel good?’ He barely could say it, ‘Yesss.’ I quietly told Anna to ta...e his shirt off. He stopped for her. ‘That’s better, now everybody can see you pumping those tits. Do you like that?’ He didn’t move and didn’t say anything. I raised my voice, ‘Don’t you love playing with your big cock?’ His cock pulsed but his ass stayed motionless. ‘I shouldn’t…’ ‘I’m impressed! How do you keep from humping?’ He didn’t say anything. . ”“I noticed! Now I’ve gotta walk around school with a big wet patch on my pants!”“Tell you what, let’s fix that for you. John, stand up take off all your clothes,” John ordered, waving the wand.“What ... HEY!”John’s body moved automatically, standing up and moving away from his desk. He grabbed hold of his T-shirt, and pulled it off, exposing his flabby chest.“I can’t control myself!” John shouted.“I know, it’s kinda like I’m a witch, isn’t it?”“Ahhhhh!” John cried out, experiencing yet another. "Is there somewhere we can go?" My roommate's away this afternoon. Want to come to my place? Or yours? How was the exam?" Yours. Mary's got someone there. Hung her panties up. Exam was okay, no problem. You have yours today?" Uh-huh. Also no problem. This way."Will shared with another art student. The room was large, like ours, and there were two easels set up along one wall, the art supplies carefully organized according to two different systems.I took off my coat; Will hung it on the door. Mary wanted to stop by her family and give them the same instructions. Her dad just lived up the street from my mom. Turned out we both went to Washington High School, I was the class of 2004 and she was the class of 2012. Small world, huh. I gave her dad identical orders to the ones my mom got. Since Mary was putting my family under her control, I would control her family. We gave her dad Felicity for a sex slave. “So you can have your very own high school student to fuck, dad,” Mary fondly.