The big English book we use just sort of disappears in his hand. He sits all the way at the back of the room so he can stretch out his long legs. In f...ct, that's not all he stretches out. Sometimes, I look back under my arm and it looks like he has a towel rolled up under his pants leg. The guy must be hung like a mule!My sweet little innocent sister must have noticed the same thing, because sometimes her voice would squeak and she would look like she was sweating. It was a long time before I. She wants to be surrounded and filled with Miss Cara's erotic passion. Stacy's crotch yearns for attention. The long day of monotonous paperwork, whilst constantly being teased and aroused has pushed her too far. She's in Cara's bed, with the sweet smell of the woman's pussy in her hands. All she can think about is getting off. Fuck it. Finger yourself Stacy. Just do it. You need it, you deserve it. You've done so well today. Becca would want you to! Cara won't ever know! She presses her hips. My body was supported by 3bars holding my hips, waist and just above my breasts keeping me in ahorizontal position. The Slave had wrapped a rope around my hair andpulled it back so that my head was pulled back and was held in the perfectposition to give oral Just as I was about to be locked in position I hearda commotion outside and the doors flung open with mistress Janiceappearing."It's your lucky day sissy," she snarled and from the leash she washolding harshly pulled Ruby into the room who. She is only wearing a bra at the moment and can’t decide which direction she wants to go with Dirty. She has already sucked him off and allowed him to eat her pussy but she is not sure if she wants to pursue anything else. She looks under the bathroom sink and retrieves the tampon box where she hides her drugs. Inside the box is a mirror a bag of blow, a bag of dope, a pipe, a razor and a straw. She turns on the fan, lights an inscent stick and fills the pipe with dope. She only needs a few.