Even some of the women liked the sight of the swaying breasts, and the college girls were giggling with their hands over their mouths as though trying...to hide their smiles as they also enjoyed the sight. In fact, the only ones who didn’t enjoy the sight were Margaret and Linda.Emma and Lucy worked at the discipline centre as well and quite often gave thirty-six strokes to offenders. They knew the benefit of it, and, as they landed the twenty-fifth stroke and heard the loud pain-filled yelps, so. You shriek as a new sensation is added to your pleasure and as you do, my hand goes back between your legs and starts to manipulate your aching clit.You cum again, hard."Please, no more, pleasssee", you moan at my as your hand grabs my wrist in a futile effort to stop me.I let you shudder your way through another orgasm before I reply."Beg me to allow you to clean my cock with your mouth Pet, then tell me how much you want me balls deep in your arse and I will stop"."Please let me suck your. My blouse was just too conservative. I wanted something more fun. Something a little lower cut. I wanted to really show off my large breasts. I picked up my top and darted to my closet, the bra I was wearing constraining my heavy mounds.I threw open my closet and dug around until I found a blouse I hadn’t worn in years. It was blue and had such a plunging neckline. My husband bought it for me as a birthday present, not realizing just how much flesh it showed off.It was far more than I. .." She trailed of as she noticed her own fingers had already droped her suit jacket and was working on the buttons of her white shirt.Peters hunch had been correct as a pair of rather large and firmly breasts showed up, covered by a white laced bra."Hmm. Seems like you really have something to show" Peter continued, "Maybe you should take the shirt fully off and then remove your pants so I can see if you have an ass and a pair of legs to match? By the way, what is your name actually?" My name.