She demands the same of her sex partners in realHer fantasies are less strict as she has a vivid dominating imagination!Rebecca is turning on our dear...readers by promising to show a videoHer lookalike has her way with slave-girl Stacy and 'hubby' Poet-Pee!Rebecca is trusting Prof. Poet-Peter is old and wise enough to realise:Her happiness is between her 'ears' as idea but between 'r legs in life!Rebecca is woman with both brains and intelligent intimate intuition Her horniness is depending only. Thank god I was sitting down because I started getting hard. She was digging around her wardrobe for a while, eventually using two hands to find what she wanted. Thats when her towel fell and i got a view of her back fully nude. I didn't know what to say and just sat there. She shrieked and turned to cover herself with her hands. She ran off to the toilet and shut the door. I was really hard now and couldn't believe what I had just saw with my eyes. She looked amazing and I never wanted her. 'Headmistress will require your attendance if you do this again, I should like to see you try my patience just once more.' The prim Mistress was not just a favourite of the boys; the plump and very strict Headmistress favoured her too, they were often seen leaving the place of learning together, and both were spinsters so rumours abounded. Billy's cock had grown to a full erection when Miss had told him, and as she had almost requested his further misbehaviour it was inevitable, the word 'wank'. When the door bell rang at our home, the home we had worked for together, the home I had thought was near perfect. That was when I seemed to come awake again. Kay was heading for the bedroom door to go let them in. She had a confident smile on her face, thinking everything was going to be OK. That was when I stopped her."Kay." she stopped and looked at me waiting, "Tell them to go home. I'm not ready for this. To tell you the truth I can't believe this isn't some bizarre nightmare. I am still.