Sabrina was transfixed, watching the expressions on Eve’s face earnestly, as Thorn clambered around, trying to get the best angles without spoiling ...heir endeavours. Eve scratched her nails down Sabrina’s back, which went practically unnoticed, and locked her calves around Sabrina’s. Soon, her legs were wrapped tightly about Sabrina’s waist. Stopping suddenly, Sabrina leaned back. Taking hold of Eve’s ankles she hoisted them up and back over Eve’s head until the poor girl was practically bent. "And the GirlGuides, of course." When we got to the church hall there was lots ofother children already waiting."Oh, no!" I said. Some of the Cubs were boys from my school. They all sawme, and grinned. "Mummy," I cried. "Now everyone at school will know I'ma Brownie, too!"Mummy straightened my beret, and then went through to the church. BrownOwl led us into church a few minutes later. The Brownies sat in the veryfront row. I had never been to church before, so it was all very strange.I knew. The headmaster, Berkeley, hadknown Whitehouse at school and then again they had both been NationalServicemen in the army. Berkeley was now a member of Whitehouse's clubalthough generally Whitehouse steered clear of the man. It seemed toWhitehouse that Berkeley taught in a girls' school precisely becausethere were no boys about to tempt him into depravity. In any event, withthe Deputy Headmistress, Miss Hawksworth, Berkeley ran a disciplinedship where 'gels' became 'ladies'. This was the school. She said that I would have to do this but she would make it easy on me and stood behind me rubbing her tits against my back and began stroking my little erection. As I got harder and hornier (but unfortunately not longer) I reached up and tentatively touched John's cock. I slowly licked the soft, spongy head and tasted the pre-cum which was freely flowing from the tip. I was surprised that I actually liked the salty taste. I had expected that it would be very unpleasant. Trying to do the things.