Albertson with a tone of finality. As I had expected, seeing the school won them over. It really is an excellent school in every respect, and the g...rls are charming. "They can't possibly have been boys," Mrs. Albertson whispered to me after we had chatted with three delightful students. "Every child here was. Technically, they still are - surgery comes when they're older." When the tour was finished, Mrs. Albertson was bubbling. Even Mr. Albertson had lost his sour face. He heaved a. First time addresses me as Master.She admits she did deserve it, it hurted a lot more than she expected, so she screamed. She knows there will be four more sessions, every next even a bit harsher & humiliating. Flora also wants Sanne silenced. I suggest to take off her slip and stuff it in sub's mouth.She loves that idea, especially as she has had sweaty sex with her friend before school.She says her slip is still smelly, as his sperm, her pussy juices leaked out of cunny all day.Second session. “Hi, uh, Cara. This is Jess, my wife,” I replied conversationally, as if I wasn’t bent over a tub with a butt plug facing her.I watched over my shoulder as Cara walked up behind Jess, bent down, and rammed two fingers straight into Jess’ pussy, without warning, making her shriek.“Damn, she’s wet! She must really get off on having things stuck in her ass. I can see why you married her,” she said while sawing her fingers in and out of my wife’s vagina roughly.In the couple of years since I’d last. She was as tight as the mothers, no doubt for the same reason. And so as with them I’d be fine if I just focussed on my cock.“Oooh,” she sighed with similar satisfaction, “the pussy tuck was expensive but they said it would be worth it.” She squirmed around then began to lift herself up and down, while she watched her pupils in realistic lesbian action on the television. Well it was not so much realistic as real of course. “Okay take over cutie.” I started to fuck upwards.“The girls are.