It was doing a homework assignment for Advanced Slavery, a required class for all slaves. The boy it had been studying with, an eager freshman named W...ll that had transferred in halfway through the year, had asked it to join him for studying. Will, a handsome boy with bleached blond hair and a strong tan, had tried to spend more time around slaves and drones at the suggestion of his Preceptor. The boy liked slave a lot and they had studied, books and other htings, a few times as the term went. She was a redhead and very petite. She wore mostly clothes that looked good on her. They showed her to be a young, well-built woman. Her blouses were usually solid-colored cotton or similar fabrics with buttons down the front. Sometimes they were just the right mix of color and thickness to let her bra show through. Her skirts were cut a few inches above the knee and were often a little tight. I never saw her with bare legs, always stockings. Her hair was cut so it fell down her back and just. Soon I had a number of fingers deeply inserted, thrusting and twisting my poor orifice, in an attempt to relive the orgasm from so long ago.I had to give up, it was not going to happen the drink had numbed my clitoris and the painful feeling to pee was becoming too overpowering, so I relaxed and soon I was providing a hot stream of golden shower, gushing with such force, it actually got between the seat and porcelin and flowed forward, drenching my legs and soaking my knickers, stockings and. Walking toward us, teetering on high heels as she carefully makes her way down the concrete steps, a filthy looking slut – dressed in a shiny, tight PVC mini-dress that barely covers her crotch, and attracting the attention of pedestrians as her amazing body almost bursts out of the front of her dress – her long brunette hair flowing down over her shoulders. Her difficulty with the steps is enhanced by the large blue/grey Weimaraner alongside her, pulling infront of her as he skips down the.