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"Oh My God Sandy, what have they done to you? Are you skinny OK?" "Yesh Mishtress, This shut is fine, thish shut wants to sherve yoush. Phease lesh me sherve yoush." Cindy gasped as her heard the teacher speak. She quickly started to release Miss Reynolds. When she removed the gag and blindfold; the slave looked at the blonde young woman Hardcore above her and moaned. "Oh God please use me. I need to be fucked. Please use this worthless slave and fuck my ass. I will do anything you wish just fuck my ass." There was no recognition in her eyes. She had no idea that Cindy was in her class only a few months ago. The only thing on her mind was to achieve an orgasm that had been denied for so long. Cindy looked at Susan and petite teen said. "What are we going to do? We don't have time to break the training. I'm sure the twins will be back soon." "I don't know. Let me think. Look around and see if there is anything for them to wear. We need to get them back to Julie's house." It barely fit at all, fatter than any cock she'd ever had before. She’s probably nearby though. “Lord Remington!” An old man, garbed teen in the robes of a priest was the first to greet them at the courtyard. He told her that later that evening they would order a pizza and watch TV together. She agreed and said she was looking forward to my return. She formally introduced herself and told him why she was there. I tried not to think those unwholesome thoughts about him, but when my sex was feeling so warm and juicy, his face would appear in my mind. After a very thorough discussion about Mike's obsession Hardcore with piss, she asked what else Mike was interested in sexually. “Linda!” I gasped. “What are you two doing in there?” he asked. "Ok." I said. Ugh, the inner Nicole in me piped up. Jessi and Emmy were fucked until blonde Saturday. And– at the request of crew members– all generated equipment will be sent to deck petite seven. She looked at herself in the mirror. It skinny flooded salty mixed with her sweet passion. “Oh, I don’t know,” I smirked at the Valkyrie, “there’s just something about him. She saw me pitching a tent in my trunks. They all had a laugh and set about their day.