She began to wail and her juices flowed as her dam burst."Fuck, fuck, fuck...I'm cumming." she screamed and then she came hard.She squirmed all over m... face until I felt her legs go limp and I extricated myself from between her thighs. I stood up and my wife was glaring at me. I couldn't blame her as my face was covered with sex slime and my stiff cock still sticking outside of my pants and it was rock hard and covered with spit. I was guilty on all charges. She gave me that 'You bastard' look.. I knew this was dangerous territory for me andI kept those feelings to myself. But I was awakening at night more oftenwith my panties soaked with my juices and I snuck away and furtivelywashed them and hung them to dry.The age of consent in our home state is sixteen and I'd bet Sloane onlyjust made it before she got her cherry popped.As Sloane pursued her own interests and me mine we grew further apart.Our late night girls talk and secret sharing had became less frequent.She began to see boys. .., someone let them in." It was the senior girl who was addressing us.Suddenly someone switched on the lights and opened the doors. The sudden lighting blinded us and we could not see the girls that entered for some time."Aah!" It was one of the junior girls among us on seeing the so called uniform.The junior girls that had just walked in were naked as the day they were born. They had no clothes and wore a headband on which 'first year' was printed. Now we understood why the seniors were. When the screen turned pink, I turned it on.The smooth baritone voice from the previous ads spoke. “Here’s what all of you ladies have been waiting for.”A series of seemingly random five piano notes played. At least one of the notes was out of tune. The voice said, “You are an eager sex slave to all men.” The text to the message scrolled across the TV screen.There was about a ten second pause, then the same five notes and message repeated.The regularly scheduled advertisements followed.Violet.