Her rock hard nipples could easily be seen through the thin fabric. Large plastic hoop earrings dangled from her ears. Tittiefuck’s makeup was exces...sive, to say the least. Her black, glossy hair was teased very high, just to add to her slutty appearance.“Good morning, Tittiefuck,” Mr. Fink said casually, as the black bimbo sunk to her stocking covered knees, and began to undo Fink’s belt. “Before you begin, what is on the agenda today?”“Good morning, Master!” Tittiefuck giggled, freeing Fink’s. To which he reacted by bringing out a soft moan. I continued to work his hole a little. Drawing circles with the little bar in my hand. The water kept streaming over it, washing the foam away. Mark bend over further and made a wide stand. Spreading his cheeks so that his hole stood open just a little. Thus, I dropped the bar and accepted the invite.I let my tongue slither inside his tight pucker and took a taste of his soft flesh. It cramped under my touch, and he squeezed his sphincter firmly. My thoughts were going to have to wait for later."How late did you guys play last night, anyway? You were at Bob's house, weren't you? Didn't you even think about his poor wife?" It wasn't that late. We were thinking about her." God, were we ever. We were thinking of nothing but Cindy the whole evening. But of course I couldn't say that to Nancy.I started working on my problem again on the way to work. The catch with any of the things I had thought of earlier was that they wouldn't solve the. Everything seemed to be rumour and gossip, and word of your staff vacancy only came by chance conversation.’ Miriam nodded. ‘We’re not a mainstream institution or an ostentatious private one, we’re rather a special school. What exactly did you learn?’ Emma curled one knee over the other and began to relax. ‘That you operate a school for boys who you dress as girls and train to be feminine.’ The older woman allowed herself a half smile, the lack of denial only serving to confirm what had been.