”Sarah tried to close her legs only to fail miserably as the muscles in her thighs refused to obey. Laying there with the wetness of her own fluids ...till seeping out of her now thoroughly punished privates, she sniffed as the headmaster held her hair out of the way. Slowly, after a good minute of crying, she was finally able to climb back to her feet. Stumbling a little, she wiped her eyes one last time and reached for her clothes.“One last thing,” said the headmaster.Slowly, Sarah turned. "I spoke up. "When she left Mary, I had it removed."Vonda nodded. "Having it tattooed, and then removed, were both painful. Having your pussy inked would be agony." If it's what my master wants, then I'd take the pain."I hugged her. "Pyx, that's a lovely sentiment. And one day, I may ask you to endure great pain for me. But you won't have to worry about getting tattooed. Ever."She looked confused. "Why not?" I've never told you this, and I should have; but I consider the body of a woman to be. "Faye smiled and kissed Rach. "You always know just what to say, don'tyou?"***"Okay, team." Tim said, distributing the plans for the assembly of thecake. "Tonight, we just focus on getting everything baked. Then we putthe layers together. Tomorrow, we finish up at the school by eleven."Rach was a bit clueless on where everything was, and was satisfied justassisting whoever needed it at the moment. All the Hobarts were going,batters, doughs, and frostings whirling around under the. This was advised against in the instructions, but it seemed to be working. On her third thrust the glans of my cock slipped right inside her. I held her there, still for a while as we caught our breath. Then she slid herself slowly back onto me, a fraction of an inch at a time. We rested a little while and then I started to thrust a little. Slowly at first. I was ass-fucking Hannah doggy style as she brought Tim's cock back to attention with her tongue. As soon as he was stiff, she handed him.