After all, it's a safety hazard! I wouldn't want a kid to cut themselves on a broken glass buttplug that just fell out of some random person's ass.---... hate the buttplugs. I already hated the uncomfortable feeling like I am constantly needing to go number two, not to mention the constant reminder every time I move that I have something up my butt. Especially after the mall incident. But I do admit that without his help "expanding my rose" (he has the most adorable expressions for me), I would. So damned good. I’m going to cum. Please, may I cum?”“Yes, my Kitten. Cum for me.”Her hand moved in a blur as she frantically worked the toy in and out of her dripping pussy. Her eyes closed and her teeth clamped down on her lip as the orgasm racked her body.As the waves subsided, she slowed her hand, enjoying the aftershocks. Her eyes drifted open and met his.“Thank you,” she smiled. “That was amazing.”“Are you satisfied, Kitten?”“Um,” she sighed.“Kitten. Are you?” She knew that tone just as. She did this for what had seemed like hours but only a few minutes had passed since end of Class.Now she sat on her desk like some Ancient Queen, her spit trickled down her chin and all over her bare chest and boobs. She looked so amazing, she still held my cock in her left hand rubbing me so gently, up and down. Her right hand was vigourously fingering her cunt hole.She pulled me close, tugging hard on my Penis, making me tremble with pleasure."I have something special for you Mori, want to. "Come on in, Susie!"Entering, Susie found a darkish kitchen with antique equipment, except for a big new automatic washer. A girl was about to dump an armload of wash into it. She had glossy, dark straight hair cut in bangs, and eyes like black velvet. She smiled dazzlingly over the mass of clothing at Susie."I'm Rita," she said.Then she spilled the clothing in and Susie's eyes went round, for Rita's housework costume consisted of a South Seas sarong from waist to mid-thigh, yellow and orange.