. and if the look on his face was an indicator, and it usually was, she was about to get an ass beating of mega proportions. Why, oh why did she alway... have to test the restraints of her father's temper? It seemed though, that with this at least, she just couldn't help herself. She liked the attention her outfits garnered her whenever she had the chance to wear them. Most mornings her father left for work before she came downstairs for school, but there were occasions, like this one, when he. Then I latched them again.Then I found that PVC pipe and slit it between my legs into a slot in the platform into the Tupperware tub below. Its purpose was suddenly obvious. A slit cut into the pipe pressed against my sex so that I could relieve myself into the Tupperware tub below. The hole in the platform under my behind was large enough so that I could also do poo-poo into the tub.Next I reached up over my head and swung the toilet box down over my face. It formed a sort of stockade snugly,. ‘Come. We have much to talk about.’ He said and took her hand. He led her down the dark halls into the old library. To her astonishment it was the only room she had seen so far that looked like it was supposed to. The tables were kept and polished. The bookshelves were dusted and the books ordered. She walked in as he shut the large door behind them. All the old wall scones had been fueled and lit giving the room the old warm feeling it used to have way back in the day. ‘Beautiful isn’t it…’. Steph stepped out first leading mark by his pulsating penis. Without warning he grabbed her flipping her upside down. Steph moaned loudly she loved being thrown around. He pulled her in close and buried his face deep into her pussy. He had remembered the smell and the taste since their last encounter and it instantly made his cock spring up towards her face. Steph moaned loudly and then grabbing at his cock began to deep throat him. She had never been able to do this before but the angle was.