Alittle history lesson on our school here. This building has been in myfamily for generations, and a school for the past 200 years.Unfortunately a fe... years ago the entire building burnt to the ground.Thankfully everyone managed to escape the blaze, but that gave us theopportunity to rebuild, better than before, so while this may look likean old building, it's actually quite new, for a building that is. Eachstudent's bedroom has it's own independently controlled air system andfire retardent. Realising that there was a generational gap between her and the girls that she could never hope to bridge, she quickly composed herself and said, “No, seriously. What do you girls see in Daniel? He’s married. I would have thought he was too old for any of you and you’d hardly call him good looking. Would you?” Unsurprisingly, it was Claire who spoke first. “Come on Mrs. Thomson, he’s not that old. And trust me, after the ‘wham bam’ attitude of the younger blokes, an older fella makes a pleasant. "Now for your uniform."After drawing up a very full white crinoline petticoat, a pinpoint cottonround collar blouse was added. Finally a pink and white, old fashion,hospital Candy Striper pinafore dress was dawn over her head and downabout her body. The waist tightly buttoned over his constricted waist tocut a most pleasant shape. Because of the petticoat's full shape, thepathetic pouf failed to realize the tops of his stocks and garters werefully exposed. On the bib of the dress, 'Salon Sissy'. Just the sight of his flexed muscles made another wave of lust flush across her body, more juices spilling out from her horny cunt. She straddled his face, knowing that he was able to smell her arousal. Damn baby, you must really like being in charge if youre that hot, he laughed, letting his muscles relax. Wanting to shock her, he stuck his tongue out to lick the length of her drenched slit. Instead of getting a taste of damp fabric, his tongue got a wonderful taste of her natural nectar,.