Marsha’s ass was loosening up to his fucking, so much so that when he pulled out, her asshole stayed open to receive his plunging cock. He rammed hi...s anal assassin back into her ready rectum. His sex drenched step-sister hammered back against him to receive his lust plug. Marsha’s asshole shook again as another orgasm approached. The last time she orgasmed girl cum shot out of her pussy and drenched his balls. As this orgasm approached her rectum clamped down on his cock, he knew the end was. I thought about that mysterious conversation for a while, but soon the anticipation of meeting Fiona won over my attempt to understand my parents, and I went back to those daydreams of serving her, in ever more demeaning ways. I got so entranced by those fantasies, I was surprised when we arrived at school. My things were a bit too heavy, so I slowly made my way out of the bus, wondering what Fiona had planned for us both, and looking forward to meeting her.I saw Fiona at last, making her way. I’ve never had such an intense orgasm in my life. He kissed my pussy and smiled as his lips moved up my body. I hopped off the counter and removed my skirt as I knelt down before him. His hard cock was ready to be sucked and I couldn’t wait to do it. From the moment I saw him, I imagined him naked and dare I say the reality was better than the fantasy. Gently, I held his cock and teased the tip of it with my tongue before taking it all in my mouth. He pulled his pants down and I stroked his. So, about a quarter of an hour later I pulled my dressing gown over a pair of boxers that I slept in back then and popped down the corridor to his room. I gave the door a light knock and he called out for me to come on in. The room was identical to mine: a thin rectangle with a mirrored wardrobe, drawers and a dressing table on one side, window at the far end then shower area, wash hand basin on the other side, with a single bed opposite the wardrobe. Jim waived me in to sit on the bed as he.