The school wireless system allowing contact in the toilets, where they sit and get off whenever the mood or urge strikes, hooray for the invisible rad...ation of pleasure live from the girls toilet in St Augustine's, six cubicals with masturbating fillies pointing their hand-helds between their legs, now that's what I call technology. In my day, just before the technological revolution, our hand held was more likely to be a dong or a hard plastic vibrator, our toilets cubicals, sounding more. First Doggy. First God knows whatever, but I promise you, that the little 19-year-old GA boy was fucked out when I stumbled into the barracks at 9:00 that night. My perpetual hard-on was cured, my tongue ached, and my dick was raw. My hairline receded 2 inches. She still had been willing. Me too, but it was just bravado. She confided later that she was almost unable to move the next day, but I learned a lesson: If a big old, big tittied woman says she is going to fuck your brains out, believe. She must have woke up because soon she was in the shower with me. She reached out for my cock and wanted to make me hard for her.“No, Amber” I said. “We have to get to work”.Amber was stunned “You don’t want to have me before work” she asked? “No slave, I will have you when I want and where” I said.“Slave?” she asked “Are you for real, you want me to be your sex toy?”“I don’t want anything, you are mine to enjoy” I said. “Ok, you’re the master” she giggled.“Then get ready for work” I. He began to slowly unbutton my blouse. As each button slipped open, I shivered a little more. I wanted to feel his hands and lips on my bare flesh. My stomach muscles quivered uncontrollably as he gently removed my blouse and bra. My small nipples were already stiff. When he took one of them into his mouth, I stifled a moan. It felt like my nipple was a direct link to the pleasure centers of my brain. I held his head while he sucked and licked my breasts. He could tell how much I enjoyed it and.