Please fuck me, please fuck your sissy."Mistress wasted no time and started fucking me just the way I liked. She would pump the large cock deep, pull ...t out so just the head remained in my cunt, and then force it balls deep again. Over and over, she pounded my aching hole, stopping every once in awhile, and then pushing it even deeper and holding it there. I pushed back hard against every thrust, thoroughly enjoying the fucking I was receiving."Do you like that, sweetie?" Mistress purred."Oh. ? How... ?" Caulkins asked, utterly baffled.Before Dawson could reply, another man entered the room. This man was wearing casual clothes and still had his right sleeve partially rolled up. He was carrying another blood bag, the fourth pint. After looking at Caitie he murmured, "Thank God!" Looking at Dawson he asked, "We were in time, weren't we?"Dawson just grinned, nodded, and said, "You sure were! But just."The man then turned to the two women and said, "How do you do? I'm Fred Franklin,. I rubbed it through my ass crack and all over my pussy. I felt it grew even harder.I finally aimed the thick head against my wet labia.I smiled to myself and then I pushed my buttocks back at the wall. The man on the other side of the wall and I both moaned loudly. I continued pushing on his hardened pole. He felt very good in me. I could only get his big cock head in my cunt, but that was enough.That huge piece of hard meat made me come several times. After ten minutes pushing my body against. "He pulled out until just the head was in again, and as he worked it in, and out of me, he said, "And now, I'm gonna pound your little pussy." On the word "pussy" he thrust his hard black meat all the way in, splitting my wet, swollen vagina open. It felt so good, but I knew it was wrong. He was my 40 year old principal, and I was his 15 year old student. I still had pig tails, and braces, but in truth that was the only part of me that still looked like a little girl. I had really filled out.