“What’s going on?”“I’m riding Master’s cock!” I said proudly, my small breasts bouncing before me. My fingers curled, scratching at his ...chest. “He’s so big. He fills me up!”“Yes, he does,” Kora smiled, pushing back her blonde hair to expose her face. “Aren’t you just such a wanton thing?”“That’s what Master said!” I beamed, riding his dick faster, savoring the slid of his cock in and out of my flesh. Burning friction swelled in my depths.So I purred with such joy.My thighs flexed, lifting me up. Clive managed to avoid getting an erection until Lillee enveloped him in her meaty arms. Why that caused his penis to rise to the occasion was a mystery to him, but she felt it pressing into her, and went away with a smile. Even fat kids want to feel sexy.That night they would all talk long into the night. At ten, Jo-Lene told everybody to continue their conversations in their dormitory huts. “Ahh, Mr Skythe? I wonder if we might have a little talk before you retire?” She led him to her. The anal sphincter was rhythmically clamping down on the intruder. Her breathing was heavy and begging for release. I squeezed the remaining oil out of the syringe. The result was better than anticipated. Her legs gripped mine so violently I could barely keep them spread. Her hands on my ankles were vise grips seeking relief. With the bulb completely empty, I began the slow removal. The slow withdrawal of the tube was probably more intense for her than the insertion. The hot oil deep in her. She paused for a moment wondering what had come over her; Brazen Hussy, that’s what me Ma would have called me, she thought. If her Ma had known what she had been like when she had left home she was sure her Ma would have kicked her all the way to the church for confession. She had never behaved like this at home, had never wanted too, had never, well rarely, ever thought about it.She reached beside the hearth and pulled a stool over between them and the bent to open the cupboard to the right.