"I was just looking for a place to -" he stammered in a high, uncertainvoice. Ms Deane cut him off with a dismissive wave of her hand."You'll have to ...et changed again. You're on in ten minutes," she said,gesturing for him to follow her up the stairs. He hurried along behind,not quite certain what his teacher had meant. As far as Casey knew, hewas already in costume: black top, black jeans, and size five workboots. What was going on here?"I thought I was on in half an hour, Ms Deane," the boy. " Humm, yes it was sudden. But I don't really want to cool it." My answer was lost in the kiss. Chris fit so well in my arms; I loved stroking her softness. And she when she kisses you, your toes curl and you forget that anything else exists. CRASH. Well that sent us flying apart. I ran in the kitchen to see the hideous plate that Cleo's mom had given us lying in pieces on the floor. That was the other custody battle Cleo and I had when we broke up--who had to keep the plate. She insisted that. ‘I’ll get back to you later honey’, mistress says, ‘this isn’t something little baby girls should watch’, and she giggles.Nathalie bends over, and makes sure her globes touch my masked face. I can feel the heaviness on my head. She takes my gloved hands, lifts me up and leads me to the changing table. ‘Let’s get you cleaned up, honey.’ Another stream of golden liquid fills my diaper when I stand up. The warmth on my skin, combined with the snug stuffers, make me let out a disapproving grunt. I. "You like me being bad, don't you?" Oh no. I've heard about all the naughty stuff you've done to other girls. How you put your hands on their shoulders and shove down, force them to kneel down. How you make them get on their knees and then you do all kinds of dirty, bad things to them."Antonio stared for a moment into my eyes, his pupils widening, then he grinned and put his hands on my shoulders and pushed. "Kneel down, bitch. Get on your knees and suck my cock." Oh no, please don't make me do.