He could not wait to get in and hung the blue sign outside. He saw the pink sign hanging on the door of the other booth. He knew the slave was inside....Inside his booth, was a small chair and some towels in one corner! There was a hole cut in the wall between the two booths covered with the thick layer of black velvet around it. He knew, all he had to do was to push his steel hard cock through the hole to the other side. It was his first time at any gloryhole and did not know what to expect but. She buckled on the harness of a long, thick and curved strap-on, and then knelt behind me, bumping the end of the fake phallus against my distended labia. I arched my back in response, and at once she plunged the dildo in, nearly to its full-length; I was delighted that I had the capacity to take it, to take it all the way.Miss Champney kept up a steady stroke – indeed, her smooth rhythm reminded me of the rowing machines in the exercise-room, as she grasped my hips and pivoted backwards and. , on them. ??????????? ? ??????????? John then extended this ?wear and loan? to his underpants, psychologically and subconsciously, I guess, making me his property. My bottom, cock and balls were sitting next to where he had been, a continual reminder of him to me. You will see that this dimension of me was to grow and feature heavily in my submission to my future partners as my life progressed. ??????????? ? ??????????? Our next major experience came in the school. There were several blank looks then candy said, "But it's only 1980 right now."I explained how I happened to come by the letter then I asked Kim to read it out loud to everyone.After Kim had finished reading the letter everyone was in shock, especially Vicky, Heather and Jen."Vicky runs away. Clarity commits suicide. Heather goes off the deep end. Dana and Candy have to resign. We sell everything and hide, all because of that ... that sick bastard of a son of mine. It's all my fault." Jen said.