“She looks like she hasn’t got any tits!” Pippa said happily. This caused Emma even more consternation as she felt her bottom jiggling everywhere. She sat down in front of her and told Emma to spread her legs wide, which Emma did. Of course Sarah was well aware of this and was merely toying with her emotions. When they had finished Sarah stood up. She got a hold of her senses and pulled away. She wondered again, how this had happened. Do you understand?”
“Yes Miss”
“All your’s girls”
“Ok,” said Pippa, “have you seen how the girls dance in the rap videos. As they watched the screen, the wicked hand of the dominant girl, began it’s cruelly sensual stroking again, up and down Emma’s bare thigh, across her tummy, round and round, gently but firmly, down the other thigh and back again. She scraped off the cream and hair, then rinsed her with a jug of water. “Oh my god, she’s actually doing it!” said Pippa, gloating at her shame. She returned shortly, with a pink t-shirt,
“Here, you can
