I’m very wet there. I didn’t mean to do it… I just wanted to look good for the party…” I try to explain myself, but I know it will do no goo...d.“I’m not interested in hearing your excuses for your inappropriate behaviour, young lady. Now, when we get home, I want you to go straight to your room and sit at your homework desk.”“Yes, Sir”, I say as we pull into the driveway.***I’m now sitting at my little school desk. I love to sit here and colour pictures for you and do my homework for university.. In thanking her every time she lets me hold her and caress her body while she uses the magic wand to tease out an orgasm. Her hand squeezing mine as she rocks in waves of pleasure and kisses me goodnight without worrying anymore that I need her attention. We have talked about her cuckolding me, but after talking about the fantasy for a long time it does boil down to some realities. She isn't interested in fucking other guys or sex for the sake of sex, and I would have a very hard time with. "The door's open."I nodded and turned and went to her bedroom.Amy had a little girl's bedroom. There was a lot of pink and white lace, and stuffed animals crowded her bed. A modern looking computer desk and chair was very out of place among all the other frilly trappings. I was surprised not to see any unicorn posters on the walls. But, I know my sister had graduated from this girly-stuff only a year or two ago herself, so this was no big deal. It was kind of a turn on, actually.I placed the. Again she massaged her breasts, rolling hernipples between thumb and forefinger. Her eyes were fixedupon my cock, which I was slowly stroking to roll myforeskin over the head and back down the shaft again. Shewas able to see my glans disappear into my grip andreappear on each stroke.The person in the other cubicle finished what they weredoing and left again. The performance reflected in themirror in front of me moved to another stage. One handwas dropped down to the front of her panties and.