“If you don’t do it this time, you’ll get two dozen!” rasped Miss Valdi.That settled it. Groaning and sobbing, Debbie knelt and put her nose t... the floor. Slowly her bottom came up.“Higher! Higher!” So higher it came. Fear of more pain was the dominant force, overcoming the abysmal shame and degradation.“Now let’s have those thighs wide.” A couple more cuts were necessary to make Debbie obey. Then she, too, was positioned in the required posture. Things were moving along quite well but it was. “She’s cruel. But you too, Valerie?” She looked at her.“I’ll let you in on a little secret, sweetie,” Valerie said, moving in front of Daphne. She muscled Daphne onto the desk behind her, digging her stiff fingers around her delicate thighs. “Some futa are embarrassed when they act like stereotypical futanari.” She squeezed Daphne’s legs tight and dragged her close enough to whisper in her ear. “But I’m not ashamed at all. All I think about is fucking. I don’t care whom I fuck, but there’s. The blue one was floor length, but Tay wore 3 inch heels, silver heels. It had one strap on the right shoulder the left was bare. It was a beautiful goan that she had never worn but could not resist purchasing when she had seen it in New York, the summer before. She slipped it on as the doorbell rang.What the hell, she thought glancing at the clock it was only 9, she had plenty of time left. Tay walked down the hall, tugging on her heels as she went. Down the steps, she heard the bell ring. Her skin was moist with desire and soft to the touch. Once I was at her stomach, I circled her belly button and then moved lower. I never looked down to watch what I was doing. I used my sense of touch and listened to her sounds of pleasure to guide my way. My hand went lower and I felt the smooth area right above her perfect slit. It was hot and plump. I knew there was something else plump hiding inside that precious fold. So, my hand went lower, my finger riding between the hot folds of.