I blinked, lifting my fingers to my neck. I could see myself in a mirror just behind Kelly, and I realized I had a hot pink choker circling my neck. I...giggled. It looked like a collar, but it had to be a choker, right? Anyway, it looked hot, so I wasn’t going to complain. Besides, Jeff and Robert were nodding in approval. They sooooooo had delicious looking bulges now. Just thinking about those bulges was starting to make me lick my lips. I looked a little closer at the mirror. My lips really. But he didn’t, he needed to know where he was to find if there was a way back.The stag had taken advantage of the confusion and distraction and had fled over hill and dale. He would be remarked by many a naturalist and not a few hunters and became a legend in the area. Being from beyond the barrier, he would live much longer than is normal for deer in this world, and that gave rise to the stories that there was a small herd of white deer. Aside from the stories, news items and his introduction. .. Cum shooting on the wall...Oh fuck, swallow his cum... So much cum...'Suit: "Aaahhhh. Mmmm."'My balls are still fucking pumping, oh fuck yes! Stay on his cock, it's still going.'Ken: "Mo mes, mank you."'Very polite thanking the stranger that just came in your mouth. I love having him there, gotta milk him dry.'Ken: "Can I please suck you dry? I want all your cum, please."'Oh yes, what a great cock, I love his fucking cum. If squeeze him from base to tip I'm sure there's more. Holy shit I. They sat on the edge.Mrs. Gracely caressed her student's breast, just as she had massaged the breast of the girl's mother 22 years earlier. It was customary among the well-to-do in the region to indoctrinate their children at Gracely House at the first opportunity after the 16th birthday. Gwen was following in a long tradition.The graduates of Gracely House formed something of a social circle. Their teacher kept them in touch with each other, and they often gathered in small groups to practice.