As she began to fuck me, she started to give me what sounded like a shopping list."You'd better be committing these to memory because if you forget so...ething, it'll be your ass that pays for it. I need you to get yourself a leather collar and a leash. Find yourself a few pair of panties because I'll be damned if I let you stretch mine out again. And start looking for a pair of high heels to wear - you may need to find a crossdresser's store if you don't want the heel to snap. Oh yes, a short. Lauren shyly nodded and said she understood. Her knees buckled a bit, but Mrs Johnson had already turned away.Lauren arrived at Miss Beatty's classroom a few minutes late. Late to detention? Not ideal she thought. Miss Liz Beatty was only a few years older than Lauren, and quite beautiful. 5'7", trim with firm breasts. Her dark hair was often tied up to expose her long neck. Lauren knew she drove the boys crazy, and suspected that she wasn't the only girl in school who felt the same as the. The park was quite busy, after all it was Sunday and no-one was going to stay indoors in this glorious weather.I was on a slight slope looking up at the clear blue sky, the big plastic sunglasses protecting my eyes. All around I could faintly hear the traffic and noises of the big city and the frequent roar of a jet plane that had taken off from Heathrow, heading off to goodness knows where. More prevalent though were the birds tweeting and pigeons cooing.Every now and then a squirrel would. Holy shit, it would sure be something to fuck that broad three ways to heaven... to shoot his load of boiling cum deep into her throat, her cunt, maybe even her asshole... Son of a bitch, he hoped the plan Cindy had was a good one; but then, she was a very clever woman and all of her plans were good ones... The passion-inspired blonde slaved below, her body glistening from tiny droplets of lust-sweat. The pressure grew and grew in Carl's balls, and he ground his loins up hard against her face,.