When it brushed the lips of my pussy, Zanyia squirmed and, deliberately, rubbed the bristling hairs against my snatch.“Yes,” she said while I moan...d, savoring the feel of her cat-like tail caressing my pussy lips. Stiff hairs brushed my clit, sending sparks through me. “She’s a very sweet girl. The type of girl who needs to be rescued. And Master likes doing that.”“Mmm, he does,” I said, my body shuddering. My hands slid down the catgirl’s stomach to her trimmed bush, feeling her pubic hairs. A. Let's be charitable and say Michelle is a big girl.Large frame and fat, to be honest. She has dark hair and a pretty face, big tits even at her age and thick thighs.The pairing with Mr Jenkins raised eyebrows, really because Mr Jenkins is rather averagely endowed.We will see the Head's thinking revealed though in a moment..Michelle was led in by the prefects as normal. Mr Jenkins, cock in hand made sure they got an eyeful.The two teachers stepped forward with the basket and the measuring tape. First, you need to know that she idolised her father, loved him ardently, worshipped him, you get the picture?”“I remember how cut up she was when he died. Daddy’s girl?”“Exactly! Which made her father’s punishments all the more frightening and excruciatingly emotionally painful to her. Indeed she lived in terror of his punishments, not that they happened very often, you understand. She was usually a good girl.“From a very early age, he would stand her in front of him while he used a wide and. They seldom fought or even disagreed and Laura had learned to play the role of faculty wife many years ago. Yet she felt trapped in a life which, while rewarding for Donald, offered her little satisfaction except to bask in the glow of his accomplishments.And so little had changed for Laura in their twenty-four years of marriage, another reason why the weekly luncheons with Bonnie and Vivian had come to mean so much.The departmental social was held in the reception room in the student/faculty.