”“I do too. Can I call you my sweetheart?”“Oh yes! I am your sweetheart! And you’re my secret lover.”“Every time I look at you, Carrie, ...I get an erection. You are just so gorgeous!”She smiled, then tears streamed down her face. “Don’t make me cry here in the restaurant.”“I’m sorry, sweetie, but that’s the way you make me feel.”Carrie wiped away her tears with her napkin and said, “We should go home. I want to make love to you so bad.”“Okay. I’m ready. I’ll pay the bill on our way out.”When we. I'll take it from here, Mrs. Donnal." the lady said.She ushered us into her office, and once we were seated, introduced herself. "I am Mrs. Thomas, the head teacher here. First of all, let me welcome you, Amanda, to Wilynsford secondary school. I hope you'll be very happy here. You'll start lessons in earnest tomorrow. For today I will have one of our staff give you a few tests, to work out what aptitude levels we need to place you in. Once we have that out of the way, we'll sort out your. I start working my pussy in a rhythmic motion, I can feel the build up deep in my core as the terrified boy has no choice but try to disguise his impending orgasm. He is definitely twitching he’s so close now but I’m not quite there yet. I speed up the pace on my pussy, I can feel the climax coming closer. I remembered what happened with the previous boy and kept this one firmly in my mouth as he started to cum swallowing the load as it filled my mouth. The hot load sliding down my throat. While she had fully appreciated Kitty's beauty backwhen she had been male, it had been in more of an intellectual kind ofway. The girl was hot, he had a job to do and help her, and that wasthat. It wasn't until fate had thrown them together, after flipping theswitch on her sex that is, that she truly began to truly appreciate justhow special the girl was.Initially, Angela had expected her to become nothing more than aconstantly aroused whore fully engulfed by the sex slave persona thathad been.