”“Is that where the book is, Melanie?”Melanie nodded, “Browbeach farm,” her lips shaking with sheer terror as Jenny started to push upwards....Melanie prised herself from under Jenny as her hold on the girl loosened, she stood up and scurried away to god knows where. Jenny let her go, looking at her scared and frightened soul as she finally turned a corner and was gone.Jenny headed downstairs to the map section. She fingered the index in a regional book in order to locate Browbeach farm. It was. Her stats are 36DD–30–36 (which I measured myself later).She was the perfect girl, an amazing topper in studies, an excellent cook, extremely polite to everyone and always smiling and spreading positivity all around her. Only later that I came to know that she was a submissive slut that just wants her mouth and pussy to be filled by my hot cum every single day.Now, let me not spoil the fun and get back to the story.I went near her to submit the feedback forms but was at a loss for words as soon. Francine stepped between Tanya's and Wendy's legs and crouched down as she probed Wendy's arse with her prick. Soon the three of them set a fast paced rhythm as Wendy took both pricks at once.As Francine felt her orgasm begin she pulled out and shot her load over the erect nipples of Tanya and then ordered Wendy to lick it all up, this sent Wendy over the top as she said "Imagine soon, Johnny or Janie or Jenny will be doing this, licking up both your loads and loving every minute of it"The. " He felt himself wishing he had chosen the belt. "Fifteen." More sobbing. He was done with the sobbing now. He grabbed both her pigtails in one hand, like an experienced rider takes the reigns of a horse, and pulled her head back. He didn't wait for her to count anymore, she would just have to keep up. He bore down on her with his flat hand in full force. Sixteen. Seventeen, Eighteen. Her mascara was getting muddled with the tears that were dripping down her cheeks, but she had stopped her.