She looked around as the other students and teachers were busy with their lessons. Lolita started to feel a sensation in her pussy. She could feel it ...etting warm and moist. She was finding it hard to concentrate on Father John’s deep voice and the words coming out. “It’s great to see you doing so well this year, Lolita. Your marks are very good, however I would like to see you participate more actively in class. You have so much to offer the other girls and the world around you,” said Father. ...................................J'avais effectivement quelques jours de cong? et je pris l'avion pourles rejoindre. A l'a?roport, je faillis ne pas reconna?tre Jean! Il ouplut?t elle ?tait si f?minine: Sa chevelure de bimbo californienne, sontailleur blanc avec minijupe , ses jambes si longues et fusel?esperch?es sur des bottines blanches ? talons aiguilles! Je suis rest?esous le choc pendant un long moment... Mais quand elle est venue seblottir dans mes bras, j'ai imm?diatement reconnu mon. She screamed and lost her footing as the whip lashed inside her sex. "Call yourself a hooker - did you give it away or did you have to PAY your clients to screw you?" Master Leroy forced her head up with a strong, painful grip on her hair. "I can't imagine WHAT my friend Charles saw in you - you're a useless, clumsy failure of a slut." Gina sobbed at his cruel words. "I don't have time to waste on gutter-sluts like you! Best thing we can do with trash like this is dispose of it." She mewed. Janice stood in the center of the room with the wineglass still in her hand. She gulped from it to cover her unease. What now? she wondered. Who starts this? She fidgeted from one foot to the other, too anxious to look Steve in the eye, too tipsy to make polite conversation. Steve sat on the edge of the desk and chewed on his lower lip as he studied her. ‘If it helps, I’m glad they sent someone like you this time.’ ‘Like me? What does that mean?’ Was he insulting her? She was too far gone to.