“But you have no experience of any of this!” Tom was getting exasperated. “I have the rest of the day to practice sitting on your face.” “Th...y may want certain role plays...” Tom continued. “Sure, they play the role of the guy locked up tight and I play the mean bitch with the keys.” The pink panties disappeared and the hatch slammed shut. A minute later there was a jangle of keys and Katie was back with him in the cell. “Lie down!” He rolled his eyes but obeyed as Katie stood with one foot. “Is that all of it?” she asked. Trish piped up, “What did I tell you about asking that? Guys don’t dig it, especially not mystery men like James Bond.” If only she knew. Mr Gallows pushed another inch in, making Rupali gasp in surprise – just one left in reserve now. “Oh my goodness! There is more!” her voice rose half an octave as I felt a shiver run through her body. When I thought she was ready, I increased my grip on Mr Gallows balls and pulled in gently. Following my lead, he leaned. She felt an exquisite tingling sensation deep within her, and, rising from her stool, she took hold of the hem of her nightgown and pulled it up slowly over her head, revealing first the brown hair of her muff followed by the firm orbs of her pale bosom. She dropped the nightgown on the floor and walked slowly over to the chair.She sat down in it and, just as she would do for her husband, placed one leg over each arm. This had the effect of spreading her thighs to their utmost extension. The. “Now the guys will have something to hold onto.”Jackie missed classes the next morning.As soon as she woke up, she knew something was wrong. There was a weight on her chest that hadn’t been there before - not a metaphorical one, she could literally feel an unfamiliar weight.The second she’d seen her new tits, she’d started screaming.It’s all real, she’d thought to herself in a panic. It’s all real! How is this happening to me? It hadn’t taken her long to come up with a theory.The pills. She’d.