Vic grabbed her hand, ‘Ok, that decides it. We’re going out for breakfast, otherwise you’ll drain all the bodily fluids that I have and I’ll b... nothing but a wizened husk. Go shower so we can eat.’ ‘You gonna do my back?’ Angie whispered, her lips capturing his earlobe. ‘GO!’ Vic said, pushing Angie away before she got what she wanted. ‘And wear a dress when you get out.’ ‘Yes Sir,’ Angie replied as she gave in and turned to the bathroom. Vic shook his head as he watched her drop the robe and. “Well Coburn, it seems that deep down you’re no different to those ruddy brothers of yours. “Steven hung his head and drew his lips together, not in acceptance of Mr Fishwick’s claims, but more in frustration that it seemed that unless he was greatly mistaken, he was about to be caned for something he hadn’t actually done.“Only thing your brothers understood was a sound canin’ across their backsides and that’s what I’m going to give you,” growled the headmaster. Steven’s jaw dropped, “Oh but. She began to move her hips to the rhythm of the music and arched her back when a spasm of electricity passed through her sex. She could feel her cum pouring out of her clit before disappearing into the water. Her fingers moved rapidly in and out of her pussy with the speed of a jack hammer. Her breath became labored and hot. She closed her eyes and grabbed the side of the tub for support crying out as wet hot lava spewed from her wet pussy. Before she could come down from her climax she felt. It belonged to a dark and stunningly built woman called Tittiefuck for as long she could remember. Which was not very long indeed."Get up, slut!" she chuckled, kicking the girl again."So much to do to, like, make you a puffect bimbo sexretary slut.C'mon, honey, git!"And once more she kicked her foot into the creamy, home grown flesh.The two women were the only ones left in the room. The machine that had spawned the pink haired bimbo stood silently at the centre. All the scientists, assistants,.