The uniform on this fucking cunt looked a bit the worse for wear – ripped tights, obvious spunk stains on the skirt – even a smear or two of shit,... the blouse had lost its buttons, etc.A pause to talk about its cunt now. A fucking cunt’s cunt was likewise kept in the appropriate condition as specified according to the programme – the programme that required – sensibly - that fuck-holes be permanently and revoltingly disfigured.“The inherent loathsome quality of the fucking cunt’s cunt must be. "Chloe turned to follow the others into their apartment, while Alexis held the door open for them. The last girl to meet was a very pretty brunette who appeared much younger than the others. She had been waiting quietly, but with a sweetly amused smile, for Chloe to enter Ashley's door with her, even while Alexis stood waiting and watching for her to come in. She had dark brown hair with reddish accents that was parted in the middle and flowed in gentle waves over her shoulders. She wore a dark. I took her to bed and began to remove her kameez.She said “nahi plzz aisa mat karo” But I did not want to listen anything I placed my lips on her lips and began to suck my one hand was still pressing her right boob. After some time she became hot and I removed her kameez. Her boobs were now behind her shameez. But her shameez was not able to hid her boobs because they were too large to fit in the shameez I removed her shameez too. Now her breasts were nacked. I kissed her boobs and took one. I escorted number 12 to the “office”, entering the lock code to get in.Number 12 was dressed as I had specified. Almost. She was in a white Polo style knit shirt with a shortish red skirt, black heels. When I say almost, I noticed right away the perky nature of her decidedly no longer perky udders. I could see the tell tale bra straps at her shoulders under the shirt. “Ok, first lesson today.Learning to follow written instructions” I told her. She looked puzzled. “ What is on your instructions.