“How old are you, Molly?” Sir Brian asked excitedly. Sex vedio He was shown to the Headmistresses office where
the elegant lady rose and came from behind her desk to offer her hand. “Up you get,” the teacher told Wilma sharply. “Please don’t tell anyone. Wilma had heard those sounds many times before, and felt the tension in
Sophie’s thighs and the swivelling of the ripe fruit that she was
licking. “Did it hurt?” Miss Ashton asked the child. Miss Marshall and Rebecca stood to either side, their faces flushed with
pleasure as they watched Miss Ashton tease the little cunt held open by
her stretched legs. Sophie drew the blanket back to reveal her naked body. Pupils curtsied politely as she passed, heads bowed as they had
been taught. His attention wandered from the puffy pink cunt of a nine year old to the
more curved but less pronounced labia of a girl of thirteen, then down to
Molly’s own delicious little cunt. As the belt landed yet again between Wilma’s legs sending her into fresh
paroxysm, the girl released his cock and held it outward for her mouth to
cover the tip. “Oh, you’ll cry soon enough,” the teacher told Wilma as she began to
softly weep. “Well, I agree, she does need to be forcibly stretched,” Miss Ashton
said.
