Youve two of a kind. Just like Granddad. Hes even got pictures of women with animals. Theres one with an Arab woman sucking off a camel, you can see t...he spunk and everything. That sounds disgusting. I dont know. I was thinking of trying something like it. Maybe with one of Granddads dogs, Im thinking I might try sucking their cocks. Bloody hell woman. Said Arthur. Youd do anything. You can talk. Youve the one fucking my arsehole, and it feels lovely too. I went back to filming. Arthur was on. It was the sound of Tara, cooing. "You will not be held back, my lovely. I will make sure you express yourself sexually in every way possible from an early age. I will not let your education be stunted as my parents stunted mine" she made a promise to her young daughter.A loud knock on the door, and Tanya said "Yes? Who is it?" without even bothering to cover herself up.It was the matron of the hostel, asking Tanya to come with her to the principal's office. She had a visitor. "Strange, I never. He said he had thought about the arrangement over the weekend, also. He concluded on a number of things he wanted to institute as rules: As nice as he found my pussy, he liked bald pussy better; my clothing needed revamping, which meant that I would only wear dresses and skirts with hems at mid-thigh; he also liked my breasts, not too small and not too big and preferred them without a bra unless my blouse was too sheer, then a skimpy, lace one or covered by a jacket; he didn’t want me in. Up close like this, she could hear his breathing get deeper, and she swore she could see his blood pounding in his temple as she leaned even further. She could feel her nipples getting even harder as she held still, then she carefully reached down and pulled the bill from his lips before she started to back away.“God yeah, Kirstin, just like that...” he half whispered once she had plucked the bill from his mouth.She could still feel his breath on her sternum just below her breasts. ‘That was.