.Rape me with it!” I added another inch to the four already stretching her shuddering vagina and my chest moved against the strutted fingers of her ...reasts. I curled my hands about her shoulders, buttocks tensing as still another inch drove into the slippery orifice. “Is my pussy good, mere Raja..?” she panted, eagerness obvious in the breathless question. “meri chot tumhe achchi lag rahi hai..Does it feel good?” “Goddamn, yes!” I groaned, lifting my ass to drag the swollen shaft back through. ." Lucky you, girl," gasped The Contessa. "I feel like a trussed turkey! And I probably look like one... He'll expect me to fly like this. Och!" Will you need me to call a car to take you to the airport Madam?" What? Why would... Oh. No, child, that will be fine. In fact, you can go now, Little One. I shall see you tomorrow at sunset. Thank you, Consuela. You are a dear girl..." You look beautiful, Madam," murmered the girl."Come and kiss me for luck before you leave, child..."The little maid. It was veryornate. It took a while to get me into it. Karen wouldn't let me lookuntil she got a veil on me. The only thing I could do was look down to seemy breasts, arms and the front of the skirt poofed out in front of me. Theanticipation of seeing myself was incredible. When she did allowed me tolook and I turned and looked.When I finally looked, my jaw dropped. I was just stunningly beautiful. Ilooked like one of those spectacularly gorgeous brides! I moved toward themirror to see. She also was bold enough one day toward the end of the spring term to wear a pair a pair of slacks that she knew looked fine on her when she was standing up, but would gap a great deal in the back when she squatted down. She intentionally wore a white lace thong under those pants, and then at one point during the day, when she knew Principal Hanson was looking, she went to the file cabinet and squatted down in front of the bottom drawer pretending to look for something. When she heard the file.