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“Broadstairs Minor Sir,” the lower sixth prefect announced as he escorted the young Broadstairs into the Deputy Heads snug. “You’re lucky I’m on the pill,” she laughed, “You really should try it up the ass, you come so quickly its ridiculous, you’ll never satisfy a woman.”
He felt absolutely shattered, “Sorry,” he said. She didn’t need an answer as his cock suddenly went absolutely rigid, “Are you sure you’re not queer?” she asked. “Miss Williams, you are supposed to be training the lad for buggery, not having an orgasm,” the head complained. “From my parents?” Broadstairs asked. “Take me, push me against a wall and ram your meat up me,” she suggested as she wriggled her finger in his ass. At thirty something she was hardly in the first flush of youth, her blonde hair was dyed, her breasts sagged despite her underwired bra’s best efforts to push them skyward and her lips were an impossibly bold shade of red. “Instead of buggers?” he asked. “No, its your tits digging in my back and your perfume,” he insisted. The black hairs sprouted from his pink legs like something you find on a baboons backside.
