“Hurry, Mr. Grant.”“Mary.”“Yes.”She watched. It was not easy to extricate himself from that infernal turtle neck, but, he managed and was ...t once ready.His mount was quick as if they’d coupled before. She gave him room, her long legs opening to allow him to come close. The scent of the Old Spice wafted thru reminding her of her father.“You’re so warm.” Him.“I want to be warm for you. And ready.” Her.He felt his essence begin to elevate, even threaten expulsion.“Uh, oh.” To himself.He couldn’t. Lydia and Ava didn’t wantme to pick one up for them. It would have been nice if all three of usmatched. They said they had outfits from last year’s party.I once again went to the salon so they could help me with the uniform.Once we were done, I was one very happy girl. The uniform was a longsleeved, low cut crop top with Ram horns on the shoulders. I wore anunderwire bra underneath to hold my breast forms. The top came justbelow my bra and the cleavage was fantastic. The women at the salon puta. She giggled now and said come on lick it dog. I know that now am a full slave for her and started licking her arse hole. It was not bearable but some strange taste. I started giving it full stoke of licking and tasted it fully. I was licking around the hole with the tip of my tongue and arousing her. It was looking like a small ooty apple cut into half piece.I started rounding the arse hole with my tongue and then slowly inserted my tongue inside her arsehole. It was tangy and different taste.. "I don't know about better people, but they make us happier students. We get to dodge afternoon classes." Yeah. He can't seriously expect us to pay attention during those boring lectures."Chapter 71Karl.Noon, Tuesday, November 1st, 2006"Come on guys, you should all know the drill by now." Our homeroom teacher ushered us into the auditorium.There we saw an old man sitting on the stage. A very old man.I think he was wearing an Army uniform. But it was like no Army uniform I had ever seen.These.