"That's what he would feel like!" I thought, guiltily.The curve of his prick would touch all along my tunnel and then at the same time be pressed agai...st my clit. A long shuddering orgasm began in my tummy and soon radiated until a warm glow surrounded the imagined cock as it slid in and out of my pussy. In and out, over and over, slowly, then faster, then rapidly thrusting against my squirming pussy. Until at last, my second orgasm of the day at George's hand left me comfortably sleepy.I. ” Then I asked, “Where do you keep your nightgown?” She looked startled by my question, then pointed at her bureau, whispering, “Bottom drawer.” I went over and pulled one out. It was, unsurprisingly, simple, white, and old-fashioned looking. I laid it out on her bed, then returned to her and took her by the hand, allowing her to step out of her dress before leading her back to the bed and helping her to sit. She looked up at me, now completely bewildered, but I made no explanation before. A chance to hurt her was a pretty rare occurrence. Every student aspired to getting Bridget or her sister (or, perhaps impossibly, both!) tied down and victimized."Oh my god, Mrs. Spivey, can we rape her?" asked the head cheerleader holding up a gigantic strap-on that had been left on the table."Each winner will get her turn with her, but we have to have the competition first."She led Bridget over to the contraption she would be secured to--chains hanging from the ceiling and bolts secured to. She played me like an enchanted instrument, coaxing forth my cum as she licked my glans, then backing off to nibble at the root of my cock until I gradually relaxed, then hungrily engulfing my whole member with her greedy mouth and sucking deeply.All too soon I felt my cum rising past the point of no return and she happily swallowed my load as I strained to hold in the triumphant cry I wanted to let out. Shaken, I lay there and once again was aware of the nightgown I wore, and couldn't believe.