....Right Faggot Get dressed quick and remember tell anyone and your dead yeah,I mean who was I going to tell.....No one would believe me.....I didn't...believe it.....Martin V had just forced himself on me and I had swallowed his spunk,who would believe me? soon after the Teacher & the rest of the class came back, the boys all stripped around me and went into the showers, Martin sat opposite me looking daggers at me, as we left the changing rooms he grabbed hold of my arm and said don't forget. "Two flushed sissy faces contorted as each smack made contact. "Uuuggghh!Please, oooh, oowow, please." pleaded Amber, but it did no good. Even ashis head and body bounced with each smack Sophie ensured he remainedstill by reaching beneath his slender thighs from behind and gripping hiscock and balls, investigating his private parts, playing with his youngcock and the testes in his soft, warm scrotum. Ignoring his tiny gasps ofdismay she milked him for several moments until the penis became. “Oh I’m sure she would, if this were a date. This is really just business,” I said with a laugh. “That’s my story, and I’m sticking to it.”“Okay, so which one the pot business, or the worm business?”she asked.“Personal business,” I said with a smile. “Make sure no one hears you about the pot.”“You really are a dog aren’t you?” she asked.“Well, I’m certainly no saint,” I agreed.“That’s a good thing cause I’m not a good catholic these days,” she said.“That sounds promising,” I suggested.“I’m not. He sat down, poured the tea, and she kicked off her shoes. A comfortable silence followed for a while, then she swung her legs up onto the settee, so that her feet were resting against his thighs. As it was summer, she was bare legged. She was in a mischievous mood, knowing that he was hers to play with. She lifted her skirt to show her knickers. “They really are lovely....and they feel so nice on!” she said. “A credit to your taste, Uncle Ted.!” she said. She leaned towards him and whispered “.