You're almost ready."Moments before she hung up on her she had been very close to coming. Debbie knew that with the right stimulation she would go ove... the edge and there was nothing she could do to stop her. Even without being near her she knew that her hips were moving. They would be rotating, pumping up and down like a finely oiled machine. She was deep into their fuck. A few of the right words whispered in her ear would be enough to send her over. It was not time. Debbie did not want that. I was mortified. I knew that he could see everything the way I was laying. My ass and my open pussy were facing the door so he could see everything...from my asshole to my open pussy with a dildo inside, and my bobbing tits. He must have come home for something. He normally calls out when he comes in but he either didn't this time, or I was so focused on my sexual needs that I didn't hear him. I quickly got up and got a bathrobe. I put the dildo away in the closet and sat on the bed. I couldn't. After that day we started chatting during lunch hours and sometimes in break, we even exchanged our numbers also, I gotta know about her that she was married but got divorced in 1 month as his husband was drunkard and drug addict which she and her family did not know before marriage.I was sorry. And finally saturday arrived as it was a off for both of us, I told her I will pick her up nearby her place, I picked her up on ma bike and we left for the restaurant, we were chatting on the way and. Matron Janice called us to order again. Her face though beamed withpride that she had truly shocked and surprised us.She went on to elaborate in more detail exactly how Sissy's "programme"worked out, and how we should treat "her." Jesse Cotton had obviouslyseriously rubbed them up the wrong way because I'd never known suchattention to detail in one of their cruel punishments. Worst still Iknew almost for sure the poor kid had been framed up. Whatever, they'dforced a full confession out of him.