I had been told the more cum I had in my belly, the bigger my tits would get. But that is not true. The only thing that grows is my nipples and that i... from the weights I have to carry.Mistress said I could go into the boy’s room to shower before class. She took my slut clothes with her because I was not going to be able to put them on for the afternoon classes. I don’t mind showering in the boy’s room because they see me naked all the time anyway. And I do get an audience when I shower in. With his tongue licking at my slit, I kept coming over and over again; but I then noticed his cock had gotten so hard and big. It was about eight inches long and very thick around. I knew my obedient sweet dog wanted to put it somewhere…I eased myself just to the edge of the bed and pulled him up to me. I made him put his paws on each side of me as I reached for his big cock. I felt this huge thing in my hands and guided it to my cunt.I was so wet and it slipped right in to my surprise. I felt. Her lips were soft and tasted like sweet lip gloss. I placed my hands on the sides of her face and began kissing her hard and fast. By this point, I could feel my pussy getting wet and my nipples hardening. I instinctively slipped my hand up her tiny vest top and placed my hand on one of her naked breasts, praying she didn’t feel I was taking it too far and stop me. To my delight, she let out a pleasurable sigh and guided my thumb and index finger to her nipple. The kissing gradually got slower. Mr. Smither retrieved his shotgun, cracked it open and inserted two new shells, then snapped it shut. Stuffing extra cartridges into his pocket, the two hobbled up the stairs. Mr. Smither kept a finger on the trigger as the muzzle of his shotgun led the way, cautiously conducting a room by room search. Mrs. Smither crouched behind her husband with a hand on his shoulder, peering nervously around him. When they entered the bedroom Sandy had used, Mr. Smither stopped so suddenly that Mrs. Smither.