And under it was this sound track of a stretched voice taunting her, mocking her, laughing at her. It seemed to worm into her, gnawing away at her fle...h until she was just a bloated skin around infinite emptiness. She seemed to pass out again.The next surfacing emotion she became aware of felt like guilt, but not the guilt she'd been familiar with her whole life. It was a new guilt, heaped on top of what had been already there — always there — the everyday guilt of her numerous failings. How. Sometimes I feel an almost irresistable urge to strip out of my conservative school teacher outfit in the middle of a staff meeting and just masturbate in front of the head master. Just like this." Samantha enacted a perfect parody of an eye-rolling, drooling deviant, as she finger-fucked herself in merry abandon. She expressed through this defiant display, a degree of dissatisfaction with secondary school bureaucracy, that, in the subtlety of it's symbolic portrayal would have put Laurence. ..Mr. Dillard, your afternoon has been paid for by Dr. Mackenzie. Excellent, is he here?No sir, he bought the afternoon with you for his daughter and her friends, they're waiting for you here in the lobby. Um... Okay, send them in. My secretary opens the door and ushers in five very fit girls from my stepdaughter's high school."Hello Mr. Dillard!" chimes a stately brunette with long perfect legs and a navy and white cheerleading outfit, short skirt hugging her firm hips, a placket running up. "Don't worry love, I plan on pounding that ass a little more but first we have to move you around a little." She untied my legs and moved them up and over my chest, tying them to the headboard next to my hands. I suddenly had a horrible thought as I saw that my rock hard dick was now pointed straight at my face. Jennifer stood up on the bed and bend over me, my ass spread wide for her. She lifted the dildo again and slid it back into my ass in one smooth motion. I was very loose now and.