When I returned to my room I giggled to myself. I picked out from my now heaving wardrobe a very short silk shift dress with a vibrant fuschia pin... and white floral pattern and little flared, pleated ruffle at the bottom . The scooped neck showed off beautifully my ample breasts. It tied at the back to emphasise my slim waist. I teamed this with white wedge heeled gladiator sandles and a white Alice band in my hair. I filled my chunky buckled, white slouch bag with my usual make up.. Schools funneling their female students into practical subjects, while the boys, no matter how gifted, get taught how to cook and clean and please. Men are looked down on, patronized and expected to keep their mouths shut on matters they're too silly and highly-strung to understand. They can find some low-paid work of course, as secretaries, waiters and other positions women view at best as beneath them and at worst as convenient targets for sexual harassment. Upon being snapped up for marriage. "All of my students were massacred because they didn't want the chance that any of the children would side with me."With her eyes clamped closed and extremely, moist, Emma took three very deep, slow breaths that accented her bare cleavage, while the two males looked on somberly and then she continued, looking directly at Phillip. "My actions killed those children. Mine. I have to live with that every day and not a day goes by that I don't curse the Hellfire Club and especially, my involvement. You can't find my belt quick enough, and my hands are already up your dress, feeling your hot pussy through your soaked panties.You grab my rock hard cock, right as I slide two fingers straight into your dripping slit, and as my thumb presses on your clit, you bury your face in my shoulder as you cum instantly.Now it's your turn.Her:I'm honestly soaked from reading that!I'm holding onto you as hard as I can as I'm cumming non-stop... I spot a corner not far from us and grab you by the arm.