“You taste so great mummy.”I said and smiled. “I really do, sweetheart. Do you want to cum, too?” My cock was rock hard meanwhile. As I opened...my mouth to answer May, who had gotten on her feet and now stood beside us, cut my word. “He will get his chance but I need him hard for the next station. Now undress slave, I don’t think you will be able to use this cloth anymore anyways.” I did as I was ordered and saw almost all my new cloth being a total mess, covered with shit and juice and blood. I stepped into a pair of pink panties, thinking theselooked (and probably felt) much nicer than the regulation navy blues.Then a white shirt, whose buttons were on the opposite side to what I wasused to, and a fairly short pleated navy skirt. I sat on the bench to puton white ankle socks, then put my feet into a pair of Mary Jane shoes andfastened them.I had only just finished doing this when the schoolmistress returned."Sorry we don't have any boys' clothes here," she smiled, "but thosethings. I'd dog-ear the pages where the subject was cheating wives or wives being watched by their husbands and then I would leave them lying around where she could see them and maybe get the idea. She did read them, but nothing came of it. Well, I shouldn't say nothing because something that she was reading was getting to her. Several times she would put the magazine she was reading down and drag me upstairs to bed and then do her best to wear me out. One night after she did this I waited until she. “How are you feeling?’ she asks. I look at her in the eyes. “I am so confused. I have never felt this way in my life.” “Did you not care that your husband fucked me?” “I see,” she says “You are still confusing love with lust. I love Jerry very deeply and he loves me but I have an itch that needs to be scratched and he understands that, as I understand his itch. You love sex and have never admitted it to yourself nor have you ever told Matt. Is that right?” “True. Though till yesterday and.