I could not speak because my mouth was still lockedand buried in Marsha's pussy, but I had grown used to the filledfeeling, and didn't want to experie...ce the emptiness just yet.Wendy lay on top of me, and both of their hands were stroking mybody and head, and I felt so contented that I almost began todrift off to sleep. Finally though, Marsha who was bearing theweight of both of us, said that she needed to breathe, and Ireluctantly moved my body off to the side, turning so that I wasfacing her.. If this turned out right, I wouldn’t have to masturbate again tonight! “Would you like to get a closer look at it?” I asked, turning him so that he was sitting on the couch with me standing in front of him with my legs slightly apart to give him a better view. This time he spread my pussy open with this fingers, exploring its depths and folds. When his finger made contact with my clit my hips arched slightly and I nearly lost my balance. I took off my shirt and leaned forward, bracing myself on. .” she mused.“Okay, I know. So we could control the events at the outset,” Richardson offered. “For many of the children, it’s a real shock for them to have to strip off for the first time in a group of pupils like they have to do. For this boy, it would have been really horrid for him if he had to strip publically like we had the kids do in the Monday’s assembly, on stage in front of the entire school. That would really frighten him—wait, that’s right, he panicked just watching, didn’t he?. "I'm a freak," I thought. "He'smade me into a freak."There was a chirp, signaling that someone had pulled up to the menu. "Howcan we help you?" I asked and every word came out girlishly high. Icleared my throat and repeated myself. Once again, my voice rang out in asoprano. "Four cheeseburgers, two large fries and two cokes," thecustomer said. "That will be six thirty six," I told them. My voice wasstuck at this tone. And that was not the only thing that had changed.When the customer.