I let my head flop back onto the pillow, whispering, “Oh god!” “Do you feel bad about what happened?” Jill inquired, and I realized, with my p...lse once more taking up pace, that her leg was still touching me. “Or are you still, you know, coming? Though that’s got to be the longest orgasm ever, then.” “Oh god!” I repeated my rather single-minded chant. And in my mind, I added, “I fucked my Professor’s daughter. And her boyfriend. And…” No, I didn’t want to continue that thought. But perhaps I. Finally, the Headmistress informed Susan that she must also receive a punishment from Miss Barker (who had caught her pussy-eating the pretty Fifth-Form girl), before that teacher would let the matter drop. Once Susan was fully dressed again, and her dishevelled hair had been combed back into order, a quick call from the Headmistress’s phone summoned Miss Barker. Without a further word, the severe-looking teacher took Susan to the private sitting room of the small studio flat which she, like. And, because of our initials, wenoticed the name of the bar.M&S.It was only later we found out it meant Mistress's' and Sissy's.Oh, it was just a bar gimmick. There are bars where women wear kilts, ormen wear armour, or both genders dress like old Hollywood actors. Dressthe waitstaff in weird clothes, and give the customers a chuckle, and itworks. This one? Half the tables had women in dark leather and carryingsmall whips. The other half had men in pink dresses with high heels. Getit?. Another minute passed, and Amy grew bolder. I do have an appointment, she reasoned. I have every right to be here. She thought about what she’d heard. A woman, definitely a woman’s voice had said, ‘Harder John.’ John had to be her Uncle John! Oh, my God! They were doing ‘IT’ in his office!’ Amy grew more daring about the situation, and moved closer to the door. Carefully turning the knob, she turned it easily with only a soft click, and waited for them to make some more noise before opening it.