Instead Ms Marshall looked at Fran then smiled broadly."Why Fran what a unique idea for bells, most girls would be satisfied with having them on their...fingers and toes." Ms Marshall gently bounced one of her 'tit' bells up and down a few times. "Why don't you just sit out the class today, I wouldn't want you to have to take those off and put them back on again."As Fran walked around the gym floor to the bleachers Carla stopped her. Carla was the snooty sister of one of the boys who had been. She can't stand the poor girl. Destiny has always been so eager to please, she never gave me a problem. I knew she was a submissive a long time ago, I just had to wait till she was old enough.” Uncle said.“Have you fucked her yet?” Doug said“Not yet. I'm easing her into it. It took all I had not to fuck her last night. She got so damn wet when I got forceful with her.” Uncle said“Think she'll be ready for the gathering? We have less than a month, and it won't look good if she speaks out of turn. So satisfying to have such exchanges of culture between Africa and America.Jason: “The curator couldn’t agree more. He understands it’s a shame that such large artifacts are not domestically produced anymore and have to be imported from Africa. But never mind, just as long as American visitors are getting their cultural needs met.There were more texts later and even a call when I got home, with Jason telling me how much he’d enjoyed last night, and that he hoped we could do it again soon. When. .. aside from fucking you, no. But I like to do my thinking after my mind's been cleared. And right now, the only way to do that is to fuck you hard and deep. Me and Siegfried both. Something might come to me."Niven smiled over the top of her coffee cup as she noticed that Martin's eyes were roaming over her lush nakedness, stopping here and there, but lingering long and hard on the generous swell of her fully rounded breasts. She knew he loved her breasts almost as much as he loved her cunt..