Face the wall. Oh, yes. Some are really tender I can see and colourful too. Okay, first we'll do a circuit of the room..." By the time the half hour w...s up, all were sweating and were rubbing their sore bottoms. Coach washed Elizabeth but Pauline and the professor washed themselves."Are you one of the girls who are free tonight?" Coach asked."Not really, I think Dave should be free until the four o'clock shift. Pauline may be. I expect Professor Whale will work half the night so you should get. Her hands come around to brace herself against his shoulders, leaving red handprints against his sweat-dappled skin. Opening her eyes she digs her fingernails in to leave little pale half moons in the paint, then drags her wet hands up his neck, to cradle his face and draw him closer for a kiss, biting ravenously at his lips. The tatters of her dress flutter and catch in the paint, leaving little grace notes of color over their skin. ‘Mara. Mara. Tell me you love me.’ He grinds his hips into. Add to that, as I moved I could feel the dress moving gently over mystocking covered legs, the corset holding me upright in a slutty pose,and then the feel of the heels, hairband, make-up and clothing combinedto make me feel so very, very girly. All of this would have been lost ifI was being fucked.As my rhythm naturally built slightly, I think I started to get a littlemore into it. Maybe I just wanted it to be over, or maybe I stoppedoverthinking it and started to get into my fantasy by. We arrived at my driveway and I made sure the girls tidied themselves up before we walked indoors. It wouldn't do to get the neighbourhood gossips going before I could 'rearrange' things. Their dresses were perfectly filled and with their level of excitement being held in check, the girls moved like a pair of jaguars.Valerie had nipples that looked in danger of ripping through the front of her bodice and the globes of her bum shimmied wonderfully in the tight material. The front door closed on.