But Trixie didn't just use the laptop for wholesome extracurriculars. She was at that age where she was exploring herself. She sexted with older men, ...howed her body online, watched endless hours of pornography. She was becoming a woman. What Trixie didn't know what that everything she did was being watched. Her laptop had a program installed — Gaggle — that let her teacher, Mr Wright, watch everything she did. At first he would read her messages, her dirty, poor-grammar sexts to her. The darling man looked angelic, and somewhat stupidly innocent in his sleep making little snorting sounds as he breathed. And a quick look under the sheets gave me an idea for a little mischievous fun at his expense. I quietly slipped out of bed, and went over to our suitcases, and opened mine up. It didn’t take me long to find the cock and ball harness with the attached butt plug that George had given me as a wedding present, and I soon had Arthur’s engorged genitals saddled up, and ready for. ."Glenn stared at the deciphered message yet again: "Agent Leni to scout target Coventry on D minus four."Action-56 used code names for each other. Their leader was 'Adolf'. Their technical guy was 'Werner', probably after Werner von Braun. Those two had already been identified as the Colonel and Vic, but 'Leni' hadn't. The name was female so if things went to their pattern she would be female; the Colonel's wife was 'Eva'. Their lack of originality helped penetrate their codes.He had no idea. . Hurry!"Carl hurried, tearing at his clothes, throwing them in a heap on the floor until he, too, stood naked. His great, trembling cock stood out from his groin like some impossibly huge instrument of insane delight, the thin slit at the end secreting warm, clear droplets of aroused lubrication. Cindy stared at it, moistening her lips with her tongue as if tasting the seeping fluid already swirling around in the warm drinking cavern of her hotly salivating mouth."Lie down here! Hurry now, lie.