“Everything okay?” I ask her.“Yeah. Everything’s fine,” she says, “I do want you to fuck me like that… I’ve just… never done it bef...re.”“Really?” I ask her.“Really. Not exactly, anyway. I definitely sleep around a lot, but my ass is so tight that no one has every been able to really fuck it..”“Mmm...” I bite my lip between syllables, “That can be fun.”“Do you think so?”“I do.”“I wouldn’t have guessed you’d be so… aggressive.”“Too aggressive?”“No, not at all. Let’s get back to it, please. . So needless to say, I was already horny by the time we got to the club. When we got there we got seated at a table by ourselves towards the back, perfect. The crowd was just loud enough, he teased me with that thing all night. My pussy was vibrating like crazy, he would turn it on a little bit at a time then stop, driving me wild. The lights were dim enough that I finally grabbed his crotch over his jeans and he was rock hard. OMG, that was it. I had him put his hand up my dress and start. "Hannah blushed even more as she told the doctor that. Obviously nervous talking about her wind."It's really quite ok, there's no need to be embarrassed. So when was the last time you farted for her?"Joy reassured and asked.Hannah looked towards Sam."Yesterday evening, wasn't it? Sometime around 8 - quarter past 8."Hannah answered and looked back at Joy."I see. So, Samantha, you're slightly overdue for another dose then."Joy proclaimed, pricking Sam's ears up."Dose?"Hannah questioned."Yes. A. Yet Harriet Carter was still served by Miss Wilson herself.A number of dresses and skirt/blouse combinations were ordered for Ellen and Miss Wilson was in her element. Apprentices brought in bales of cloth in various colours and tones until Miss Wilson was satisfied that the colours complimented Ellen’s blond tresses and blue eyes. Eleanor too needed new garments having grown up considerably over the last year. Her strawberry blond hair, so similar to her mother’s, called for other colours and.