As I looked into the case a little girl about 10 years old looked at me and said “That one, you should have that one” I looked at her with surpris... as she obviously knew more than I did about guns. So I asked the seller to let me see the one that the girl had pointed out. The girl smiled, purchased her pink charm necklace and hopped away into the crowd.I looked at the gun and said “This is nice, I like the size, and it’s pretty” I thought it will fit nicely in my handbag. He must have been. She whimpered as Mr.B told her to remain quite as he went to class. During the next class period she had heard the bathroom being used periodically by guys entering and leaving. Even the room that she was in was lock-less. Anyone could find her, anyone could, and it didnt help matters that her skirt was pulled up and intricately tied in with the knot, meaning her tender silk ass was rubbing against the mirror that she was forced to share space with. This isnt to say she didnt try to escape. Let me kiss it and make it better,” and she did, releasing her grip she began kissing down my shaft and continuing to my balls, kissing them with tender affection. The contrast renewed my waning boner, and she began to add small nibbles and licks in with her kisses. As she worked her way up my shaft, she teased my balls with her fingers tickling them with light touches. Her glorious mouth soon engulfed me again, but only in part. She licked and nibbled on the head of my cock, slowly working me. She fell across the table next to her, her mind reeling as she felt the cold steel of the surface against her burning cheek. His hand gripped the back of her dress, tearing it from collar to hem before he grabbed a handful of hair and dragged her upright again. ‘You will obey my every command, Camille,’ he growled. ‘I’m your master now, got that? You exist solely to please me.’ ‘You’re as demented as that creature up there that holds your leash,’ she spat, knowing it would only anger him.