Close. Do it!” I relaxed my control and let the urge build up again. My thighs burned and I let out a groan that matched Cheryl’s long, quavering ...oan. I had to grin. This was the one thing that truly delighted me; the fact that we could manage to climax at the same time. “You know why I like it like this?” Cheryl asked me when we’d both recovered somewhat from our exertions. “Why?” “Because,” she said with a slightly evil grin, “I can rub the head of your cock across my sensitive spot and. As soon as she was through the door, she rushed to where she had been sitting and searched around the empty studio.“Hi, Willow.”She gasped and spun around “Mr Valcourt!”"Please. 'Justin'," the teacher said as he walked casually out from behind his desk, always with that pleasant, boyish smile of his. “Forget something?”Willow’s widened eyes fixated on his face for a moment before tracking down to his hand at his side. “My sketchbook.”“Right. Your sketchbook.” He looked down at it and nodded,. "Hello dear and welcome to the Academy. You have been chosen for aspecial process and we hope you'll be one of our good volunteers. Therewards our great and if you cooperate you'll find your time here morepleasant. If not, we'll the consequences will be made aware to you. Butif I were you, I would be a good girl, and you'll never have to findout. Speaking of, you're days of being a boy are over. The clothes youwear will be the last you will ever touch unless they are on another man(shudder).. I KNEW my body. I shook with the arousal that had arisen within me as I had flogged Her. "You really want it, Bitch!" I growled.She snorted and shifted Her wide spread legs and wantonly thrust Her pelvis toward me drawing my eyes downward again. Her abdomen and pelvis were crisscrossed with the welts and abrasions from The Scourge and Her skin glistened with sweat and Her blue-blood. A knot had landed at the apex of Her hairless pudendum and a clot of blue covered the wound focusing my vision..