Fi asked me to take some photos of her, first sucking on the dildo, then massaging her breasts. Then to my delight, lifting her skirt and fucking hers...lf with the glass dildo.Fi then posed playing with her breasts, pushing her E cups together and tweaking her nipples through the sheer top. I took various photos while she did this, including her bent over in her high heels showing me her arse and pussy from behind. It was too much. I put the camera down and started to lick her ass and pussy,. It felt like she was trying to suck my dick right off my body. I began to jerk involuntarily at the pain.“FUCK !! WHAT THE HELL YOU TRYING TO DO GOT-DAMMIT ?!!”…I reached down a grabbed a handful of Tina’s hair as I opened my eyes to yell at her.I found Etta at the foot of my bed with my cock in her mouth.Fuck me.The smell of alcohol permeated every corner of the room. Etta was stone drunk. I looked around but Tina was no where to be found. My heart began to race, thumping so loud hat I almost. They really looked like something Yolanda would like to wear. Wait!These are the same type she wore last year.I said to Mom, "No Mom, they fit fine."Then she asked Sis, while she was paying for the items, would Sis takeour little school girl (me) down to the car. Aunty smiled and said shewould very happy to do that. On the way out Mom told the saleslady thatI wanted to wear the uniform home. The saleslady said that many of thegirls do that. She thought it is cute.After we left the store, on the. Margaret said: she was very pretty. A young fresh face, framed by blonde hair nicely combed with plaits with two red ribbons at each end. She had a nice French nose with sparse freckles on it. I started to have feelings about her. “Now, let’s get back to work!” declared M. Margaret. Susan went back to her desk and sitting down the sleeve of her uniform pulled down the inkpot. A crash was heard and suddenly silence fell like a curtain above us. Miss. Margaret stood up, “What was that!” Susan.