Some I couldnt even believe they were meant for young ladies. After some compromises and pouting on her part we had three dressed I thought were barel... ok. Then the fitting room debacle came along. I was undecided on how to approach the whole situation. Do I go over and wait outside for her or do I walk around looking like a dirty old man checking out the pretty girls. My mind was made up for me when Amber grabbed my hand and led me straight to the fitting room area. There were 6 rooms and. He was able to play with my breasts as he pushed his cock deep into my mouth. In the position I was in he was able to deep fuck my throat and work my breasts without either of us having to strain. He was busy slamming his cock down my throat, but I think he wanted more, so he stopped and pulled out and moved around to my backside. He just moved right in and pounded his cock deep into my old hairy pussy – my god did he feel good, and the surroundings made it even better. I was moaning,. I will not do anything to make Mistress Pam show my parents, what I've turned into. I thought about what she had told me about the girl that was doing this last year. I wondered if she had to get under a desk. But Mistress Pam said that the girl had started to enjoy what she was made to do; and actually said she was sad when she had to leave.Once again, my thoughts were interrupted by the bell, then I could hear my classmates coming into the room. I was so scared that one of them would see me. She then walked into the other room and made a few phone calls. I got busy cleaning up everything.When I was done Cindy told me to get in the shower and freshen myself up. I was glad she let me clean up I hate it when I am nasty and dirty. Because the cum I had on my face was dried up and flaking off. When I got out of the shower Cindy called me into the kitchen. I walked in and sat down all I had on was a towel.She said, "You really are a faggot, aren't you?" I saw how you enjoyed fucking your.