‘Those are not masks at all! They all the heads of horses. And hooves too! How very strange.’“Later, I might be persuaded to give you a tour of ...he house,” her companion whispered in her ear, his voice sensuous and full of promises, although what they might be, Alice was unsure. “For now, however, the show is about to start and it would be a travesty if we were to miss it.”“What show?” Alice asked, curious, as always.“Ah, but that is a surprise. All I can say is, I promise that you will love. The man played her like a fine instrument till she burned needingsomething... something to fill the void. Her mind refused to accept itbut her body knew that the huge cock pressed into her back would beperfect for the job. At this the stranger picked Willow up like a dolland turned her around in his arms, grabbing her thighs and spreadingthem. Willow still had not seen his face when he pushed her back to thetiled wall.Willow with her legs spread around the stranger and her arms holding hisneck. She sensed some of the same tendencies in her new friend, Joan, and by the time the new school year began, they had developed a plan to achieve Joan's obscene objectives for her sister.The plan involved two of Sophie's other friends. The two women were at the same school as Sophie and Joan, a History teacher and an English teacher. They had formed a little group last year, before Joan became involved, and had regularly enjoyed each other and, because of one of Sophie's special talents, they. I finally collapsed onto his chiseled chest, a shaking, sobbing mess. His hands were rubbing in ferocious circles on my back as his lips seemed to be permanently pressed to the top of my head. I can't really explain why I was crying, because I don't even know. For some reason it just seemed like the right thing to do."We don't have to do this."I looked up towards him, slowly gaining control of my central nervous system again. His eyes were so sincere, so deep, and the depth of his love for me.