That stillness was shattered, destroyed, vanquished by a high-pitched squealer that sounded much like air being let out of a balloon pinched at the op...ning. It was such a queer sound that the other girls burst into laughter immediately, not able to wait to hear the whole thing. I heard it. Sometimes the pitch raised a little and sometimes it dipped but what remained consistent was laughter that filled the room. The bell rang and she complained that she wasn’t done. Olivia told her she. You were licking my aaarse.”“I want to lick your arse again,” I said, pulling out of her and manhandling her onto her front. She lay flat, defiant. I smacked her rosy, blushing buttocks.“Harder,” she said quickly. I slapped her bottom as hard as I could and she yelped.“Kiss it,” she ordered, and I gently, lovingly kissed her buttocks before parting them again and pressing my face into the cleft. I poked my tongue into her little rosebud.“You want to get in there?” she asked eagerly. “Want to. He limply sucked my cock for about 6 minutes before i came in torrents into his mouth with no warning. Stacy yanked on my leash and said i was a very bad little pet. i apologized to mistress Stacy and begged her to let me make up for cumming without permission. Joan was told to stay put and think about being a true cocksucker while she took me to the table and she had me change my outfit to the balc and white vinyl school girl skirt and top. She took hair bands and gave me pigtails and had me. She was so free and uninhibited; he envied her ability to stay calm in danger, and to laugh at the horrible. He wished he hadn’t, but he did. What was going on for him right now was the very utmost of tragic hell. He had found the perfect girl; he had fallen in love with her, and she with him. He had gotten her to agree to marry him; on her finger even now was a band of gold he had given her to signify it.At 1:30 AM, he was so high on life, it was as if he was flying- and it didn’t even suck..