All three women were naked except for their shoes and hold-ups (or, in the Principal’s case, brown leather boots and cream opaque stockings in tradi...ional style, held up by a yellow suspender belt), and all three had both of their wrists tied to the bottom of the desk on the other side. Jolene had next bound the secretary’s left leg to the Principal’s right leg in two places, once just below the knee and other at the ankle, and then similarly roped the counsellor’s right leg to the Principal’s. Little slave was probably still exhausted.Dominique found a note that read, "Take a shower and eat some breakfast before meeting me downstairs. I'll have everything ready and waiting by then."She eagerly did as she was told, before going downstairs to meet him. As she showered, she took the time to masturbate, as she had watched the two of them last night. Part of her had honestly been jealous of the other woman. For all the discomfort the first time with Hayden had brought, there had been a. .Unable to bear any more, I grabbed his cock and guided him to my cunt hole..I was moaning loudly now, “I need your big cock badly…………come brother………climb over me and give me a good FUCK………..pump deep into my throbbing cunt…………let me have a good climax………..you must shoot your HOT cummmmmmm into my pussyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy…………My ranting was getting louder and louder so he put his lips on mine for a big wet kiss..and at the same time thrust his cock head fully into my horny cunt.After few efforts. Back when she was a boy, a millionyears ago it seemed, her eye makeup had given her fits. Eyeliner washard. Lashes were impossible.Now, she was an expert, made so by all those days of dressing up untilit didn't feel like dressing up -- if felt like life. After all theyears in her room, after coming out to her mother, after purging adozen times, after she got married, after she went on hormones, she haddone her own makeup. She was good at it.She batted her eyelids, noting the garishness she was.