She read it then told Piper and me to report to the head teacher’s office at the end of the lesson. I smiled and replied, “Yes Alison.” Calling ... teacher by her first name still seemed a little strange, especially as I’d called her Miss Green for the past couple of years.My spirits immediately lifted in anticipation of the headmaster fucking us both.Piper and I weren’t disappointed, but it was a quickie. He had a lot on his mind and he told us that he was grateful for the short distraction.“Is. Once I was snugly inside her, she moved her two arms forward to better grip the ledge of the balcony. Her head dropped forward as I thrust, and she moaned: "Oh you fucker! You dirty fucker!" An exaltation that was enough to tip me over the edge. I gripped her hips tightly as I emptied my seed deep inside her.Half-an-hour (and three goblets of Prosecco) later, Alicea was sitting cross-legged and naked on a threadbare old chaise lounge. She gave me a wicked grin. "Well, who'd have thought it?". .. and how he had wanted it... The girl sent for, the erection ready. The girl unceremoniously dragged into position, with not a word said. The girl’s thighs pulled apart. The girl fucked. Fucked hard and strong! Used! A faint grin flickered over Quentin’s face. Her arse might as well have been a soft pumpkin with a hole in it for all consideration he’d given her! Yes, most excellent! “Ah... that’s better,” announced Quentin, suddenly withdrawing. He got up and shambled into the bathroom and. Only, I hope what I write for you four ladies works as good as what I wrote for your four boyfriends. ‘We can only hope,’ said Elaine. I fell into my usual writer’s trance. I didn’t need for them to give me any information other than what they planned to do to their boyfriends. ‘Okay, boys, it’s our turn,’ said Kathy. Just as I did when writing the stories for the men, I recited the story to the women as I quickly typed them a story to their pleasure of sexual hypnotic retribution. ‘The four.