”I naively thought St Trinians was a type of drink. However, as Lord Michael and I watched Elise help Mary undress and change into a schoolgirl unif...rm I realized St Trinians was a reference to that infamous school.“You still look fuckable Mary,” Lord Michael chimes in as we both ogle her very attractive naked body as she smiles knowingly.Elise helps her on with a very short pleated black schoolgirl type skirt, no knickers and a white blouse with all the buttons left undone and stiletto. He reached his sister's bedroom, the door was shut now. He looked down the hall to his mother's room, then he turned to face Cindy's door and put his hand on the knob, he turned it slowly, quietly, soundlessly he pushed the door open. He didn't move until the door was almost completely open, then he stepped through it, into her room.There was just a small night light on in her room. He turned to close the door himself, as silently as he'd opened it. Keeping his eyes focused on the dim outline. And took it between your lips and sucked at it like a lollipop.”“Oh,” she moaned. “But I never…”“That’s okay,” I said. “I’m just telling you what I was thinking about. Fantasizing. You licked it and sucked it. And stroked it. You said how much you wanted all my thick, hot, teenage semen. That you didn’t want me to waste it by shooting it all over the wall again. That you wanted it. All my hot cum.”“It was hot,” she whispered. “It was so hot on me.”“That’s why there was so much cum in the shed.. I could feel what I wanted, and my big penis was beginning to throb."Clemmie, are your panties wet?" I asked, watching her face. A huge smile split it."Oh yes, I'm sopping, Brad. Can't you smell me?" She spread her legs and raised her starched skirt at the same time.I did catch a whiff of some odor, warm, moist, faintly like... my mind said, She's in heat, Brad!I looked toward the partly open doorway just as a man put his face and head in."What's going on here?" he said, trying to be stern. I.