.. just a widdlegirl." See? I knew you'd accept your true self. But I think you need one morething to make this attractive picture complete. That b...ndage is cleverand yet..." The corner of her mouth turned up in a cruel half-smile."Yes, I know just what is called for."She whispered something to another of her students, Amber, who smiled asshe exited the room. When she returned she was carrying a flat whitebox, longer than it was wide, about the size to hold a scarf. But whenshe made a. She also took some cookies and kept them in a tray. She was interrupted by a big hug from behind. It was Travis and he was naked.She tried to tell something but he rubbed his thick cock against her ass. Suddenly, all her logic in her mind vanished. She always dreamt about how big Steve might be. The continuous rubbing woke up the animal inside her. An animal in heat. She subconsciously held it in her hand and started giving a handjob.“You can start by taking me to your bedroom,” laughed Travis.. I lapped my face against her thighs and let out a couple of gentle moans. My own fanny had been on the throb for about 20 minutes. I wanted her to throw me over the table, rip my bloomers down and ram one of those rubber cock-a-doodle-doo's right up my shitter.She gently pushed herself towards me then slowly gyrated her knicker covered cunty over my face. She thrusted very slowly against my nose and pushed herself down. I sniffed deep, she smelt as horny as I actually felt. I did short quick. "Maybe this wasn't going to be so bad after all."Okay, first off I don't like people touching my things. You can keep the things you have on, but we'll have to get you your own clothes. Next, I would like to hear why you want to wear my clothes. Are you gay? Do you want a sex change?" No, no, no! I like girls, but I don't want to be one.... not permanently anyway. I just think that girls' clothes are more interesting than guys'. I like the way they feel." Okay. I think that you are a.