Then decided it couldn’t hurt to flirt, “What else can those magical fingers do?”Amos grinned, “Whatever you want them to do, I’m very handy...”Maggie gasped a little, “Well there is something else wrong in my bedroom. Maybe you could take a look?”“It would be my pleasure,” he said as he followed her to her room. “Just so you know, though, I’m not allowed to take my uniform off on the job.”“Oh,” Maggie said, feeling a little disappointed.“But I’d be happy to help you with your needs,” he. He grabbed his cock and ran it all over the slick wet of my pussy, pushing the swollen head in slowly, the pressure inside of me doubling. The sensation was so new! His thick cock strained to enter me, moans escaping him, his fingers gripping my hips as he gave a final thrust and he was deep, stretching me over the base of him. He gripped me close to him for just a moment, breathing harshly. He started to rock in and out of me slowly, the extra pressure as good for him as it was for me. I felt. .. you need to be punished ... get over here!”“Yes Miss,” he quickly responded, the naïveté behind his gaze was soon replaced by a rabid hunger.Mihara had no desire to hurt him – emotionally or physically – she wished only to use Theodore’s willingness to learn and his body to fulfill her every desire. That goddamn body was like a purpose built pleasure machine and his eyes were so full of overwhelmingly coy sincerity.He was addictive and she’d only had a taste – she needed a full hit!Theodore. Very different. The first thing I noticed was thehair in my face. My hair wasn't long enough to be falling in my face.Beth was brushing it away; then she was on top of me, her breastspressing against my breasts, her soft mouth on mine....my breasts? OhLord, things have changed indeed.The kiss seemed to go on forever. Finally, she ended it and told me toopen my eyes. I looked into her beautiful face and couldn't manage muchmore than a confused "What--?" Isn't it obvious you silly girl? I've.