She had stripped out of her pencil skirt, blouse, bra, and was in the process of sliding her knickers down her legs.Miss Sif’s body didn’t disappo...nt my adolescent brain’s teacher/student fantasies. She was slim and toned from the hours spent in the gym with my mother, which, combined with her youth and good genetics, gave her a killer body. The look on Amara’s face and a cheeky wink showed she knew exactly what I had on my mind. She herself was stripping off as well, eager to join in the fun. You see she likes to be... um... humiliated in front of other strange women... then enjoys watching as I fuck them."This was now really getting weird. I didn't expect this at all. It sounded very much like a female version of cuckolding... I guess you could call it cuntolding or what ever. In any case, that's what it appeared to be with this girl.He then leaned over and kissed me again before whispering: "Don't worry, you'll be the only one getting this tonight." He took my hand and rested it. The vibrator is causing them to walk funny and it took a while to get there, I would whip their bottoms as they walk then I said now bitches crawl once we got up on the stairs, I thought to myself how the feminist movement would view this and laughed as I whip the asses and they crawl. Now I have them on the bed vibrator still going strong. I told them to kiss each other, and touch each other as I watch. I ordered them to stand up and hug and kiss each other in the middle of the room. I had my. His hand pausing and softly crawled down my neck before leaving. I felt my lips part as I had not known that I had forgotten to breathe. I am a dasterdly fool. John spoke softly. Why is that? I asked. I have forgotten to get you a present. He sighed. As long as you are here with me, I shall count that as my greatest gift of all. I spoke without thinking and turned away shyly. With a touch of his fingers to my chin he pulled my face back to face his. I could see within his eyes an earnest look..