" What is it?" I said, then corrected myself. "What is he doing now? What is George doing between your legs?" My voice sounded strained."... Tongue......lower... going lower,"The phone was muffled again. I thought or imagined she said: "George, you don't have to do... that... unless you really... ohhhh, yes."She was definitely into the part. Jody's voice was ragged with passion."Oh, we can't." still muffled."You're making my breasts feel good, Jack." I love sucking on them. Your pussy feels very. I didn’t tell Father Tom that all ten of the girls had their hands up under their skirts and into their panties where they were masturbating right in front of me. They had set their magazines down on the desk and had slouched down in their seats. Their knees were apart and their hands were unmistakably holding their panties out to give their other hand room to work its magic. They were fingering themselves openly as I watched them. One girl Natalie was breathing very heavy, thrashing about, and. I sighed as I opened the office, and took Becky to the supply closet where the uniforms were kept. “The girls’ t-shirts and shorts are here,” I said, pointing to the boxes, labeled from ‘S’ to ‘XXL’.Becky took some shirts and shorts ranging from XXL to large, even she would never fit a large judging by how she filled out her sweatsuit. “Do you have any tank-tops?” she asked.“We encourage modesty,” I said. “Although I’m happy that you’re comfortable with your body.”“I like being big,” Becky. Some days they would eat nothing at all. Neema ended up getting pounded on the kitchen table, instead of cooking a meal. Neema was 42 and Arun 21. Arun had completed college, but he still had papers to clear.He was largely chilling with his friends until problems arose in the family. And pretty soon he went from lazing around to working overtime, to give his mother sinful satisfaction. Arun’s thick fuck-pole had taken the virginity of quite a few girls in his college.It was only a matter of.