Shekept working that spot and I didn’t know if was agonyor ecstasy I was feeling as she made me fucking crazyand come poured out of me like a ri...er. When she finished with me, I was almost unconsciousfrom so much pleasure and when I came back to theworld, she was sitting there with her hand still in mypussy with a big smile on her face. She asked if hermistress was happy with her and did I want her to takeher hand out of my beautiful pussy and I started toclose my legs on her hand but it. "What do you think?" she asked, artlessly turning in front of Laura.Oh god! Laura thought, trying to control herself. "God, you're beautiful," she said in a choked voice."Think so?" Cecilia grinned, her vanity very evident. She knew exactly how beautiful she was. "Think if you were a man you'd like to screw me?" she asked coyly, looking at Laura from beneath her long eyelashes.And now Laura wondered if they were still playing fair. How much should she risk?She gulped. "Yes."Cecilia turned. "What am I bidden, good folks," he cried, "Who'll start the bidding for me?A dollar, a dollar. Then, two! Only two?Two dollars, and who'll make it three?" Three dollars, once; three dollars, twice;Going for three..." But, no, from the room, far back, a grey-haired manCame forward and picked up the bow;then wiping the dust from the old violin, and tightening the loosened strings, he played a melody pure and sweet, as a caroling angel sings.The music ceased, and the auctioneer, with a voice that. "A large breasted blonde woman in her early twenties raised a hand."I really look different now, Mrs. Bronstein. I have-" She stopped as the teacher asked her to stop."Don't forget, class, you have to tell me who you were and how old you are before talking in the class. I'll get to know you all better soon but for now I'll need you all to remind me. You are..." Frank, Mrs. Bronstein, but my Mom says I'm Franny now, like the nanny in that TV show or just plain Fran. And I'm ten years old but.