Margaret was the English teacher and could be known to be very strict so Iqra understood and just gave Ashley a smile and nodded."You don't mind me go...ng to the loo I need to take a piss so badly" Ashley said "Not at all" Iqra repliedAshley went into the toilet and Iqra thought of going in herself to check her make up. She was looking at the mirror when Ashley came out of the cubicle and started washing her hands."So how long have you been fucking Coach Wilson" Ashley asked calmly"What do you. Then he went straight to her pussy and rammed deep and started fucking hard like he was trying to rip her apart. This made her orgasm explode in her cunt. She humped and clenched his cock milking him until he rammed deep and held as he shot load after load of cum deep in her tight little pussy. She went limp, head hanging and barely breathing. He pulled his limp cock from her weak trembling body and lowered her to the mat. He released her removing the ring gag and blindfold. She was so. The sissy now has a sizable wardrobe of sexy clothes, a basic makeup collection (from watching hours of tutorials on the web), and sex toys. The sissy has thrown away all her male underwear and socks at this point. She has not bought any male clothes in ages but her outer layers still consist of male clothing. She only pretends to be a male for as short a time as possible, then quickly comes home to throw of her disgusting male clothes and dress in proper, beautiful, clothes that a female like. I gasp seeing just how hard he is, the tenting of his trousers so noticeable. His bulge pushing against his zipper, sighing at the sight of it. Fuck yessss… I whisper. His hands move to the buckle of his belt, slowly, painfully slowly I watch as he pulls the leather through the metal holding it in place. Don’t stop… he says under his breath. Keep going. His pants drop, his cock springs forth. I lick my lips looking at it, pre-cum glistening at his tip. Shirt tails parted, wrinkled on either.