You grabbed my hips and turned me around so that my front was now pressed against the gate.Once more, I gasped for air at the contact, which made you ...huckle. A moment later, I felt your hands slide slowly over my back before they reached my ass. With both hands, you squeezed my butt cheeks and gently massaged them.“So beautiful and admirable.”With awe in your voice, you kneaded my bum. Automatically I pushed my bum towards you. This gesture was appreciated with a slap of your hand on each butt. "I am in pain!" Carol laughed. "Last night I had a great time fucking Jerry and Greg and today I'm paying the price!" Wow! That's hot! You and Jerry and Greg, huh? I love it!" Babs cried, stroking her sister's inner thighs, her hand deliberately brushing against the girl's soft pussy-fur.Carol trembled with lewd excitement. Her sister's stroking hand was making her hotter than she had thought possible."Yeah, it was great!" Carol said thickly. "The only thing is that they fucked me so good and. He then undid his belt buckle and softly tapped my cheek with it. I winced. Mr. P unzipped his pants and pulled out his member. My eyes went wide-open. There, in front of me, was a massive cock. It was only half-hard but was already 8 inches. “You know what to do,” he smirked. Trembling, I told hold of it in my hand, which was able to grasp just over half of it. I started rubbing back and forth and he moaned. His dick rose to its full size, 10 inches. I looked up at his face and he motioned. He has to wear a charcoal grey gym-slip with a white blouse and school tie; underneath he wears a white training bra and navy blue knickers, white knee socks and his black strap-over shoes. I always make him wear a wig with a pair of long plaits. Then I set him work to do such as writing a 2000 word essay on such topics as 'why I like wearing girls panties', 'my pleasure in service', 'why I should always be severely punished' and My Secret Crush on My Mistress. When he has written them I always.