She didn’t often invite boys back to her small flat (and when she did it was never just one). But he was worth making an exception for.He kissed her...neck from behind, taking a moment to enjoy the natural scent of her freshly showered body, and thanked her before dressing and leaving hurriedly. School started in half an hour and he was already in trouble for his regular tardiness.Miss Driscoll took a slightly more relaxed approach to timing - her role at St Augustine’s was a little more varied. As I began to feel her breasts I realized how large and perky they were, being a least a 42C. I was so excited and began to kiss down her stomach and I removed her shirt. I began to unbutton her pants when, she asked"what are you doing?" eating that sweet pussy" I replied. After that I began an agonizingly slow journey to her pussy mound, as I sniffed through her panties, I knew she was wet. I peeled back her thin panties and kissed around her thighs as she began to squirm, awaiting for me to. I am sure Bruno would love to fuck her daily.”Scott did not respond right away. Instead he stood there in his study and looked at his guests and then over to his pet. He was clenching his hands. Making a fist and then relaxing them. When he spoke you could hear the anger in his voice. “No you will not take Beth or any of my other slaves.” He continued, “How dare you come into my home and abuse my slave with no concern to what you are doing to the slave.”Brian started to protest, but Scott. “Hush, now,” he said, “It’s over at last.”Sarah tried to close her legs only to fail miserably as the muscles in her thighs refused to obey. Laying there with the wetness of her own fluids still seeping out of her now thoroughly punished privates, she sniffed as the headmaster held her hair out of the way. Slowly, after a good minute of crying, she was finally able to climb back to her feet. Stumbling a little, she wiped her eyes one last time and reached for her clothes.“One last thing,” said.