Playtoy Chapter Forty-One © 2014 Anais Ninja anais.ninja.asstr@gmail.com anais_ninja@hotmail.com The next morning, Karen, Jenny, and I paid a visit to Mistress Patrice's School for Sissies. We brought along Sooma and our pantibois, while Anton and Sabrina looked after the rest of the kids back at the hotel. Keir, Alana, and Juanita wore little babydoll dresses under their coats. Anton had done their makeup and hair, putting their tresses up into adorable pigtails. Sooma carried one of Anton's makeup cases; she'd learned enough from our stylist to be able to handle touch-ups. Mistress Patrice's school was located in a manor house that once belonged to a duke, built in the 16th century and situated in the middle of acres of carefully sculpted trees and bushes. We parked our rental car and were met at the door by a young teen sissy in a skimpy maid's uniform. He led us through the great hall to a pair of gilded doors. After knocking, another teen sissyboi maid opened the door from the inside. "Come in, please," Mistress Patrice said. She stood behind an ornate wooden desk, a statuesque English woman in her mid-forties wearing a black silk blouse and a black knit pencil skirt. Her blonde hair was tied back into a bun. We entered the room, a spacious library lined with bookcases from floor to ceiling. "Fetch our guests some refreshments, Lisette," Patrice said, dismissing the first maid. The second one closed the door and stood quietly, awaiting orders. "Please, take a seat," the mistress said. Karen, Jenny, and I took the three chairs opposite the desk, while Sooma ushered our three pantibois over to a couch. Karen and Jenny already had their cameras out. "We've heard so many good things about the school," I said. "I thought it was time we paid a visit." "Thank you," Patrice said. "Our mission is to take unruly children and turn them into mild, sweet, and submissive sissies. Our success rate is nearly 100%. Our students come to us from all over Europe, Asia, and the US. The average stay is three months." "How do you accomplish that?" Karen said. "We use a combination of rewards and chastisement," Mistress Patrice said. "At first, the boys see their feminization as a punishment, but within a few weeks they become eager to put on their frillies and serve as pleasure toys for their parents and siblings." "Just boys?" I asked. "Do you ever take on girls?" "We do have a few," Patrice said. "But girls are so much better behaved as a rule, and more eager to please. I see your young pantibois are on their best behavior." "We've never had a problem with them," Karen said. "They've always been happy in their pretty panties." "I'd be delighted to meet them," the mistress said, getting up from behind her desk. Karen, Jenny, and I followed her to the couch. "Ah, such a lovely Thai ladyboy," Patrice said, taking Sooma's hand. "Thank you, mistress," Sooma said, glancing downward submissively. When her ladyboy tendencies began to manifest themselves, her birth parents trained her for a life of service, then they sold her to Papa Jack's brothel. "And these are your adorable little pantibois," the mistress said. "What are your names?" "Alana, ma'am." "I'm Juanita." "My name is Keir." "Don't you have a pantiboi name?" Patrice asked. "No," Keir replied. "He's our newest pantiboi," Karen said. "It's only been a week or so." "I can see he's taken to it," the mistress said. "Keira, would you please stand up and show me your pretty panties?" "Oui," Keira replied. He got up from the couch and lifted his short dress. Mistress Patrice knelt down and gently touched the front of his pink satin panties, feeling the outline of his hard pricklet. Then she tugged at his underpants, freeing his pecker. "There's nothing more lovely than a young boy's well-formed penis," the mistress said, gently rubbing Keira's cocklet. As she pulled up the pantiboi's frilly undies, Lisette appeared with a silver tea service. We returned to our seats at the desk while the two maids poured cups of oolong and doled out lumps of sugar. "Where do you find your help?" Karen asked, impressed at the maids' stately carriage. "I take boys and girls in off the streets," Mistress Patrice said. "There's no end to the supply of orphans and street urchins. Most are grateful to live a live of luxury and have something to do. Lisette, here, was nine when we found him sucking cocks in a pissoir. We had to burn his clothes." The mistress said something in French to the maids, who responded with, "Oui, maitress," and withdrew. "Shall we take a tour of the school?" Mistress Patrice said once we finished our tea. "We'd love that," I said. She led us out of the library and up a broad, curved staircase. What once had been bedroom suites were now classes and training rooms. In one, a petite transsexual in a shiny black leather corset and boots was administering a spanking to a sobbing blond seven year old boy. When she was done paddling his reddened cheeks, she inserted a slender lubricated butt plug into his tiny tush and pulled his ruffled pink panties back up. Then the boy knelt at her feet and began to obediently suck the tranny's hardening penis. "That's hot," Sooma said. "Mistress Babette handles our tougher cases," Patrice said. In the next room, three young sissies were being trained by a mechanical device similar to the Assmaster 3000. It was a pair of padded cubes with a low cushion between them. Three articulated arms were attached to the cubes. The boys knelt on the cushion while one arm plunged a slender pink vibrator in and out of their tight little bottoms. Another arm slid a latex sleeve back and forth over their pricklets, while a third arm held a penis shaped dildo for them to suck. A matronly woman in a shapeless grey dress supervisied the boys' training, adjusting the speed of the articulating arms. "Babette created the Pleasing Machine to teach our sissies how to pleasure two penises at the same time," Mistress Patrice explained. "Would your pantibois care to try it out?" "Boys?" Karen asked. Alana and Juanita nodded and, after a moment's hesitation, Keira did as well. "Keira has not had formal anal training, but the others have." "Very well. Frau Hartmann, please help the boys on to numbers 9, 10, and 11," the mistress said. The woman supervising the sissies' training ushered our pantibois to three unoccupied Pleasing Machines and helped them out of their dresses and petticoats. Then Frau Hartmann pulled down their frilly pink satin panties and helped them kneel on the cushions. She went around to all three, squirting lubricating jelly in the latex sleeves and on the anal dildos. Mistress Patrice said something to the woman in clipped German and Frau Hartmann replaced Keira's anal probe with a thinner wand. The three pantibois wrapped their lips around the penis shaped dildos, activating the machines. The devices began to come to life, humming softly as their artiulated arms started to move, pumping the pantibois' tight bottoms and massaging their glistening pricklets. "Mistress Babette designed the Pleasing Machine with sensors in the oral dildo," Patrice explained. "It detects the amount of suction and tongue motion the boys use. As those increase, so does the speed and vibration of the anal dildo and the penis sleeve." "So, the harder they suck, the more pleasure they receive?" Jenny said. "Exactly," Mistress Patrice said. "Sehr gut," Frau Hartmann observed as she watched Alana sucking the oral dildo. The pantiboi, trained to suck at an early age by his late father, was making his Pleasing Machine pump his tiny tush and stroke his hard pecker faster than any of the others. Mistress Patrice went around to all of the sissies and pantibois, inspecting the machines' digital readouts to gauge their progress. "Your Alana shows remarkable skill for a boy his age," the mistress said. "You've trained him well." "We can't take credit for that," I said. "His late father taught him to suck." "Ah, I see," Mistress Patrice said. "We employ a number of gay men on staff to teach oral pleasure to the boys. They're best suited to that task." Alana was the first to come on his Pleasing Machine. He sucked the oral dildo as if it were a real penis, bobbing his head back and forth and swirling his tongue along the bottom of the shaft. He was rewarded with an intense orgasm that shook his tender body. The machine detected Alana's climax from the twitching of his penis and his anal contractions; a sweet, sticky liquid began to squirt from the oral and anal dildoes, triggering a post-orgasmic shiver. Juanita came soon afterwards, getting his sweet reward from the machine. Keira, however, seemed to struggle to suck the oral dildo, making the movement of the anal and penile stimulators slow and erratic. Mistress Patrice knelt next to him and began to coach the boy. "Make love to it, Keira," she said. "Use your tongue to bathe the penis. The more pleasure you give it, the more it will bring you pleasure." Keira began to slurp over the fake phallus, bringing his soft tongue into play. The Pleasing Machine responded by pumping his tiny tush faster and massaging his stiff dick. Mistress Patrice's words paid off, and soon the boy was moaning and shuddering as an orgasmic tremor wracked his slender form. Frau Hartmann wiped the boys' bottoms and helped them to their feet, slipping their petticoats and dresses back on. Mistress Patrice thanked her and the woman returned to supervising the trio of sissies in training. We moved on to the next classroom. There, a group of ten youngsters were being stripped of their their boys' clothing by a half dozen teen girls. Once naked, the boys were made to wear frilly girls' underpants. A few did so willingly, but some had to be physically forced into their dainty panties. One of the teen girls had a young Arab boy's panties down at half mast and was slowly sucking his stiff dick. "One of the first steps we take with new boys is panty training," the mistress explained. "In order to begin their feminisation, we get them out of their rough boys' clothes and into soft, sensuous panties. It's not always and easy process, but a few of the boys are eager to put on their frillies. They receive a reward of oral pleasure. As you can see, Farouk here likes his pretty panties, so Giselle is giving him his reward. Let's move on to an advanced class, shall we?" In this classroom, eleven young boys and a girl were dressed in ultra-feminine party dresses with frothy petticoats peeking out from underneath. A swarthy teenaged boy in a crisp black footman's uniform sat in a chair at the head of the class, his flaccid penis sticking out of his fly and laying dormant on his thigh. The teacher, a tall, severe looking woman in her fifties, selected one of the boys to come forward. The boy, a slender blond six-year-old in a pale pink satin dress, stepped up and knelt between the footman's legs. He looked up at the teen and gently fondled his cock, leaning forward to take the hardening member in his warm little mouth. The teacher stood next to the chair, quietly observing the boy's oral technique. "How is Marcella doing, Mistress Rita?" Patrice asked the teacher. "Very well, Mistress Patrice," Rita replied, then she turned to the footman. "Boris? How is our little sissy doing?" "He is sucking very well," Boris said as the boy lovingly sucked his meaty cock. "Tongue like velvet." "Show us Marcella's ruffles," Patrice said. As Mistress Rita lifted up the back of the sissy's dress, exposing his frilly ruffled panties, Patrice went on to explain, "Our sissies must earn their ruffles. As you saw in the other classroom, the new arrivals are given dainty underpants, but they lack the pretty ruffles that signify a truly submissive and feminine sissy. Marcella here is one of our most talented cocksuckers, and for that and his other skills, he has earned the privilege of wearing six rows of ruffles on his pretty panties." "That's an interesting system," I said. "Are there any other priviliges that go along with these ruffles?" "But of course," Mistress Patrice said. "Better accomodations, more toys, and the prestige of their peers is a strong motivating factor. The more experienced sissies are permitted to have their way with the others, which is useful in breaking the more recalcitrant boys. There's a rigid pecking order, and our newcomers have to service the rest, both orally and anally." "What about the girls?" Jenny asked. "They are kept in separate dormitories, for obvious reasons," Mistress Patrice said. "Girls can be a disruptive influence." "Uhhhhhh..." Just then Boris groaned and unloaded in Marcella's warm little mouth, spurting a huge load of his hot Slavic spunk. The sissy drank the teen's cream eagerly, not spilling a single precious drop. Then he released the footman's penis with a loud slurp. "Very good, Marcella," Mistress Rita said. "I think our little sissy has earned a seventh ruffle," Mistress Patrice said. We left the classroom and continued our tour of the school. In another class, six girls were bent over their desks, their dresses hiked up around their waists, panties down around their thighs. Two teen sissy maids were going around and inserting lubricated butt plugs into the girls' bottoms. "Anal training," Mistress Patrice said. "You don't use vibrators or anal training panties?" Karen asked. "The girls have not yet earned the privilege of pleasure," Patrice replied. "As you can see, they have but one ruffle on their panties. Once they have three, we allow them to rub themselves while we train them. Five ruffles earns them a Girlgasm if they're a virgin, or a vibrating egg if they're not." "How many sissies do you have here?" Jenny asked. "Right now, we have sixty nine attending the school," Mistress Patrice said. "Come, we will continue the tour." There were academic classes as well, and instructions in comportment. Sissies were taught how to sit, how to dress, and the distinctive sissy walk, a bottom wiggling sashay. And the sissies were not only taught how to suck a cock, they were instructed on the fine points of licking a pussy. "We'd be pleased to host you and your family for dinner tonight," Mistress Patrice said once the tour was concluded. "I'm sure you'll find it a very pleasurable diversion." "Thank you," Karen said. "We'd be honored." Back in the library, Karen and Jenny packed their cameras and we took our leave, returning to the hotel. Anton was on the phone, ordering lunch from room service, and he amended the order when he saw us enter the suites. The kids were amusing themselves, either watching French television, looking out the windows at the Parisian streets, or enjoying the antique feather beds. Bethany was slowly riding Tommy's smooth young cock on one of the beds while Jake pumped her tiny tush with his hard little weiner. Whenever she could, Bethany liked to milk both boys at the same time. Mae and Lia had their faces buried between each other's thighs, hungrily lapping each other's pussy. Audrie and Brooke were getting acquainted with some of the toys they'd brought, Girlgasm Extremes and a pair of slender anal wands. Katya, Michelle, and Kristin were playing with Annalise, Angie, and Linn, rimming their tiny little bottoms. Polly was riding Milo's thick cock while they both watched a movie on their portable DVD player where a petite brunette was sucking a bull mastiff. She had her back to the boy, her legs splayed out over his, while he lifted her up and let her drop down the length of his meaty tool. Rene was on top of Katya on one of the divans, plunging his glistening pricklet in and out of her bald slit. Opposite them on the couch, Fabian was enjoying a nice slow blowjob from Sabrina. "How was the sissy school?" Anton asked us. "You'd have loved it," Jenny said. "So many pretty boys." "Oh, I can imagine," Anton said. "You'll get your chance to see it," I said. "We've been invited to dinner." After lunch, we bundled the kids up against the December chill and headed down to the private minibus we'd hired for the duration of our stay. Now we were just tourists, heading to the Eiffel Tower, the Champs D'Elysee, and the Rive Gauche. "We should come back in the spring," Anton said. "It's just not a visit to Paris without an afternoon spent sipping espresso at an outdoor cafe." We'd do more sightseeing before we left for Berlin. But now we headed back to the hotel to get dressed for dinner. Karen said that she had no doubt that Mistress Patrice's sissies and staff would be well turned out for this occasion, so she wanted our kids dressed in their finest. Anton and Sooma dressed our younger girls and pantibois in pretty party dresses with frothy petticoats and frilly ruffled panties underneath. Mae, Sooma, and Sabrina wore sexy little black dresses, as did Jenny and Karen. Milo, Tommy, Fabian, Jake, and Rene put on their best suits, while Anton and I donned our black gabardine tuxes. Then it was back to the minibus and off to Mistress Patrice's school for dinner. "Greetings," the maid Lisette said as she met us at the door. "This way, please." We followed the maid deep into the manor house, to a large dining hall lit with ornate chandeliers. Mistress Patrice was waiting with her staff, and all her sissies were lined up in size order. As Karen had suspected, they all were dressed in their finest party frocks, short satin dresses with a hint of petticoat peeking out from beneath the hem. "Welcome," the mistress said. "Peter, Karen, these are all my children. Children, these are the people from Playtoy Magazine." "Hello," sixty nine sissies said in unison. "And this is my staff," Mistress Patrice said, motioning to the line of teachers and maids lined up. The male teachers bowed, while the females and maids curtseyed. Then the mistress invited Karen, Jenny, Anton, Milo, and I to take our places at the high table, while the staff took their designated seats among the school's charges. Sabrina and our kids were dispersed around the dining hall, sitting at the long tables along with Mistress Patrice's sissies and staff. Once everyone found a seat, the maids, in their skimpy uniforms, went to work, pouring wine and water and bringing out the first course, a crepe filled with a rich pate de fois gras. "We have some delightful amuse bouches for you to enjoy between courses," Mistress Patrice said as the sissy maids cleared the first course dishes. Once the plates were cleared from the table, three boy sissies and three girls stood up and approached the high table. Maids lifted them up on to the table, boys in front of Patrice, Karen, and Anton, and girls for Jenny, Milo, and me. Sitting on the table across from me was a six year old blonde girl in a frilly gold satin party dress with puffy sleeves and frilly pink petticoats underneath "Lift their dresses and you'll find a tasty morsel," Mistress Patrice said. I lifted the hem of the girl's dress, revealing her ruffled gold satin panties. The open crotch of her frilly underpants exposed her hairless cleft. I caught a whiff of something familiar. Lowering my nose to the girl's bald slit, I realized that the chef had poured some sort of sauce in or on the girl's pussy. I began to probe her tiny twat with my tongue, tasting the delicious flavor of her young sex. The girl began to gasp and sigh as I lashed her tiny clit, trying to place the flavor. Then it dawned on me that the chef had used a black truffle oil, the perfect complement for a fresh young pussy. As I lapped up the savory morsel, the girl moaned and squirmed on the table. Soon the flavor had faded, leaving just the girl's natural essence. I relentlessly attacked her little love button, making her cry out and convulse as she came. Then I gave the girl's rubbery pussy lips a tender kiss before lowering her dress and petticoats. "Uhhhh...merci," the girl said before hopping off the table. Her face and chest were rosy and flushed from her orgasm. "That was delicious," Karen said. Her boy sissy's pricklet had been coated with the same black truffle sauce as the girl's pussy. "These boys and girls are our nine ruffle sissies," Mistress Patrice said. "That's the highest rank a sissy can achieve here. They will be leaving soon to return to their homes, where they will happily serve their family members as submissive pleasure toys." After the next course, Mistress Patrice selected some of her sissies to duck under the high table and give us oral pleasure. I felt a pair of little hands unzipping my gabardine trousers and fish out my hardening cock, then a warm mouth enveloping the tip. Whether it was a boy or girl, I had no idea, just that the sissy who was servicing me was quite skilled at fellatio. Karen, her skirt hiked up around her waist and her panties down around her ankles, gasped as the sissy under the table ravished her juicy snatch. All around the dining hall, our kids enjoyed the same oral pleasure, even Angie, Linn, and Annalise, who had a trio of boy sissies hungrily licking their plump little pussies. I blew my load into my sissy's warm little mouth just as the main course, a rack of lamb, was being served. After the dessert course, we were invited by Mistress Patrice to sample the charms of her sissies. I sought out the girl in the gold satin party dress with the truffle infused pussy, finding her at one of the tables sitting next to Alana. The two had their dresses and petticoats hiked up, comparing their panties. "What's your name, sweetie?" I asked the girl. "Dominique," she replied. "My daddy has a nice big cock," Alana said proudly. "Can I see it?" Dominique asked. "Of course," I said, unbuttoning my tuxedo jacket and unzipping my trousers. I fished my semi-hard cock out of my red silk boxers. "Ooooooh...that's a nice one," Dominique said. Without asking, she reached for my penis and stroked it. Then she parted her lips and took the tip into her warm little mouth. This was part and parcel of Mistress Patrice's training: "No cock left unsucked," she'd said during our tour. Dominique hungrily gobbled my knob and stroked my meaty shaft with her little hands. Meanwhile, Alana had turned his attention to a four year old sissy boy in a red velvet party dress. The pantiboi lifted the sissy's dress up and was rubbing his hard little pecker through the pink satin of his panties. "Do you want to put this in my pussy?" Dominique asked me. She was licking my meaty cock from base to tip, lingering over the head with her soft tongue. "I'd love to," I said. The girl let go of my cock and I lifted her on to the table, pushing her dress and petticoat up to expose her split crotch panties. Then I laid my hard meat on her hairless slit. Dominique reached down and pressed the tip into her cleft. There was still some black truffle oil seeping from her preteen pussy, making additional lubricant unneccessary. It was a tight fit, but her tender hole began yielding to my thick tool. "Ahhhhhh..." Dominique let out a soft gasp as I slowly sank my big cock into her tight passage. As I filled her tiny twat with my beefy member, she wiggled her hips, trying to accomodate my girth. Dominique folded her legs up, holding her knees with her hands, which made her young sex feel even tighter. Once I'd bottomed out in her tender hole, I began to slowly thrust in and out of the girl's bald cleft, savoring the delicious tightness of the six-year-old's vagina. "Uh...uh...uh...uh..." Dominique let out a soft moan with every thrust of my throbbing tool. As I slowly pumped her tiny twat, she began to rock her little bottom and bear down on my thick shaft with her pussy muscles, more evidence of her training. Dominique didn't earn nine ruffles on her pretty panties by just lying there passively during sex. On the contrary, she moaned and writhed, squeezing my meaty cock with her sissy cunt. "Uhhhhh...use me...use me...uhhhhh..." Between moans, Dominique begged me to take my pleasure in her hungry hole. I plunged my meaty cock in and out of her upturned pussy, enjoying the way it gripped my hard meat. Dominique began to tremble, her limbs quivering as her own pleasure grew. I started to pound her preteen twat hard, eager to find my own release in her tender passage. "Uhhhhh...monseiur...oui...oui..." Dominique was moaning loudly now as I churned her sissy pleasure hole with my meaty cock. All of a sudden she stiffened and let out a loud cry of pleasure. I could feel Dominique's preteen pussy ripple and spasm around my throbbing tool, squeezing it like a fist. I kept pumping her pulsating passage hard and fast, chasing my pleasure in her tiny cunt. As my pleasure began to rise, spreading from the tip of my cock outwards, I buried my twitching member in Dominique's hungry hole and erupted, spurting thick gouts of my hot spunk. "Ahhhhh...le creme..." The pretty blonde sissy girl uttered a satisfied sigh when she felt the torrent of semen filling her needy slit. Dominique wore a contented smile, happy to have a pussy full of cock and cum. As I slowly pulled my cock out of Dominique's spermy twat, two of Mistress Patrice's teen maids appeared. One knelt at my feet, cleaning off my sticky penis with her tongue, while the other took a seat at the table and began to lick Dominique's oozing slit. Next to us, Alana had his sissy boy bent over the table. The four year old boy's dress was hiked up in back and his pretty ruffled panties were pulled down around his thighs. Alana was pumping the boy's sissy bottom with his hard pricklet, making the child moan with every hard thrust. Alana groaned and buried his pecker deep in the sissy's tiny tush. However, instead of pulling out, our pantiboi lingered for a minute and then began to slowly thrust once more, eager for a second orgasm in the pretty little boy's supple bottom. Our other two pantibois were being pleasured by Mistress Patrice's sissies, too. A young boy had his head under Juanita's party dress, hungrily sucking the pantiboi's hard dick. Keira had a four year old sissy girl bent over one of the tables, pumping her tiny pussy from behind. Our newest pantiboi had a blissed-out expression on his face, clearly enjoying the tightness of the girl's preteen twat. Except for Milo, who had Mistress Patrice on his lap, riding his thick teen tool, all of our adults and children were being pleasured by the school's sissies, maids, and staff members. Karen had a pretty young sissy maid kneeling between her legs, ravishing her juicy snatch. Jenny, too, was receiving oral pleasure from a pair of sissy girls, one licking her pearly clit and another ravishing her pebbly nipples. Anton had a six year old sissy boy in his lap, squirming on top of his hard meat. The stylist tugged and stroked the sissy's hard little pricklet as he pumped the boy's tight bottom. All of the teenaged sissy maids fell over themselves to be the one who pleasured Sooma. They had no idea she was a ladyboy until she took off her dress; only a slight bulge in her black lace panties betrayed her birth gender. A young blond haired sissy maid was now hungrily gobbling Sooma's slender cock, much to the chagrin of the others. "Uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh..." Sabrina was moaning and writhing on top of one of the tables as a seven year old sissy boy lashed her swollen clit. Another sissy, this one six years old, suckled our au pair's stiff nipples and fondled her perky tits. Mae and Lia were also getting oral attention on one of the tables, laying side by side and holding hands as a pair of dark haired eight year old sissy boys ravished their hairless slits. Nearby, Tommy had undressed a red headed nine year old sissy girl down to her pink open-crotch ruffled panties. Now she was on his lap, bouncing up and down on his stout young cock. "She's in for a big surprise," Polly said as she watched the girl on Tommy's member. She had just had her bald cleft pounded by a nine year old sissy boy in a powder blue satin party dress. Now she was on her way to the bathroom with the boy; he'd begged to be allowed to hold her dress while she peed and then wipe her pussy afterwards. Polly was fascinated with these sissies, since they were a more extreme version of the pantibois she was so fond of. Audrie and Brooke opted for a pair of Mistress Patrice's teen sissy maids instead of a boy or girl. One raven haired maid was licking Brooke's juicy twat, while the other, a blond, slowly churned Audrie's needy slit with his slender penis. Fabian was balls deep in the ass of another of the teen tranny maids, reaching around to stroke his smooth young cock. Next to him, Jake was pumping the tiny tush of a five year old sissy boy with his plump little weiner. Rene was enjoying oral pleasure from a pair of six year old sissy boys, one sucking his hard little boner while the other licked his hairless nuts. Katya had sought out Sasha, Mistress Patrice's elderly gardner. On a hunch, she said something to the man in Russian and he responded in kind. Though at his age, erections were few and far between, Katya's classic Russian beauty inflamed his passions. Now our little naked redhead was sliding her tiny twat up and down his gnarly penis. Sasha cupped her cute bottom in his roughened hands, glancing down to watch as his veiny shaft disappeared into her hairless slit. Bethany and Michelle were lying on a table near Katya, taking on a line of sissy boys eager to pump their hungry pussies. Right now, a seven year old boy was making Bethany moan and writhe, while the smooth young cock of a ten year old sissy, one of the school's oldest students, was making Michelle come buckets. She convulsed and cried out with pleasure as his pumping penis plunged in and out of her pulsing passage. Kristin was leaning over a table nearby, wiggling her saucy little bottom as Boris, the handsome teen footman, churned her bald slit with his stout young member. Our youngest girls also enjoyed pleasure at the hands - and mouths - of Mistress Patrice's staff and students. Giselle, one of her female teen helpers, was ravishing Angie's plump little pussy, while Mistress Babette feasted on Linn's fleshy fold. Annalise craved cock after an oral hors d'oeuvre, so she sought out a pretty seven year old sissy boy. After getting him to lie down on a table, she pounced on his stiff little pecker with her mouth, getting it hard for her hungry pussy. Then Annalise mounted the boy, straddling his hips and lowering her tiny twat on his hard fuckstick. The sissy boy was amazed at how horny the three-year-old with the long black hair could be. She rocked her tiny bottom, engulfing and releasing his pecker with her tiny twat. Soon Annalise was trembling and moaning as her pleasure grew. As one of Mistress Patrice's liveried servants poured me another glass of wine, I watched Annalise convulse and cry out on top of her sissy. Soon all of our kids were coming, except for Polly, who was just getting back from the bathroom with her sissy. The smile on her face told me that he'd probably licked her hairless slit after wiping it clean on the toilet. Karen, Jenny, and Anton were coming, too. Our stylist groaned and blew his load into the hot ass of the sissy boy riding his meat. One of the maids was there, waiting to lift the sissy off of his cock, a warm washcloth ready for cleaning the sissy's bottom and Anton's messy tool. The pair of girl sissies had Jenny writhing in her seat. Suddenly she gasped and stiffened as an orgasmic tremor swept through her petite form. Karen's sissy maid had just brought her off with his skilled tongue. Now she returned the favor; he sat on the table while she ravished his smooth young cock. "Uhhhh...oh, my...oh, dear...oh...oh...oh..." Mistress Patrice was in the midst of an intense climax, crying out as she bounced up and down on Milo's meaty cock. He had sent her over the edge by squeezing her ample bottom and probing bewteen her cheeks with a moistened finger. Now he had his face buried between her breasts, rocking his hips as he pumped her juicy hole. A minute later he let out a gutteral grunt and erupted in Patrice's spasming pussy, spurting a gusher of his hot teen spunk. "That was fun," Mae said in the minibus on the ride back to the hotel. "Those sissies were so pretty," Polly said. "I want to be a sissy girl," Michelle chimed in. "They get to wear frilly things all the time." "Me, too," Keira added. "It's not easy to be a sissy," Jenny said. "You have to work hard to earn your ruffles." On our last day in Paris, we took the kids to the Louvre, spending the whole day there. I thought they'd be bored just looking at fine art, but Karen and Jenny had prepared them for this part of our trip, showing the kids slides back at Playtoy Mansion and whetting their appetites. Now they were seeing these same works up close and in person and, to my surprise, they weren't bored at all. "Remember when we discussed this painting?" Karen said as we gathered around the Mona Lisa. "Her smile is probably the most famous of all time." "She looks like she has a Girlgasm in her panties," Brooke said. Berlin was our next stop. This was the base of Tanaka's European operations. He maintained a suite of apartments in a building near where the wall once stood, along with a cadre of full-time servants. Tanaka spent roughly three months out of the year in this city, along with his kids, and we were given free run of his accomodations. A driver in a minibus met us at the airport, bowing as we boarded the bus. A sumptuous feast awaited us at the apartments, prepared by Tanaka's staff. Our host's personal attendants, mostly teenagers from the poorer parts of Eastern Europe, treated our children just like their employer's, bathing the younger ones and tucking them into bed. "I give you suck?" a pretty blond Romanian girl named Ivana asked Jake. "It help you sleep." "Okay," the boy said, pulling down his pajama bottoms. The lovely teenager began to lick and suck his plump little weiner. Jake let out a sigh and relaxed on the bed as she went to work, ravishing his young cock with her lips and tongue. Ivana made short work of Jake's boner, getting a surprise when he began to squirt his hot boy juice in her mouth. Even so, she managed to swallow all of his load. "You are special boy," Ivana said after releasing his young cock. "So young to make the cream." Camp Kinderfich was located in the western suburbs of Berlin, on the grounds of an estate reputed to have belonged to a mistress of Frederick the Great. Gerhard, the camp's fifty year old director, met us at the iron gates at the edge of the grounds. He boarded Tanaka's minibus and showed the driver the way through the thick forest. "During the summer months, our kinder stay in these cabins," Gerhard said, pointing out some rustic wooden structures nestled amidst the trees. "For our winter program, we stay in der graf haus." Soon the bus pulled up outside the great house, a large, castle-like stone structure. "Awesome," Tommy said, looking up at the turreted roof. A light snow was falling, blanketing the trees and deadening the noise of the autobahn a few kilometers away. Were it not for the faint sound of a truck passing at high speed, one could have imagined that this was the sixteenth century. Inside, it was warmer than one would have expected an old stone building like this could be. There were tapestries on the walls and nearly every fireplace was lit. A severe looking woman named Ilsa led us to our overnight accomodations. The children would have a dormitory-style room lined with bunk beds, while Karen, Jenny, Anton, and I were given richly appointed bed chambers, each with a crackling fireplace and antique featherbed. We'd stay here overnight as Gerhard's guests while he showed us the unique Kinderfich program. "As you know, we are committed to teaching our children the joy of sexual expression," Gerhard said over a lunch of schnitzel and beer in the cavernous dining hall. We were joined by the kids attending the four-week winter program, sixty boys and girls between the ages of four and twelve, along with the two dozen members of Gerhard's staff, mostly adults along with a few teen girls and boys. Nearly all were naked, though a couple of the women and one of the teen girls wore their panties. "It is not enough to fich and run off," Ilsa said. A tall blonde woman in her mid-forties, she was Gerhard's co-director, having helped him develop the Kinderfich curriculum. "They must give as much pleasure as they get." After lunch, Gerhard and Ilsa gave us a tour of the place while our kids got settled into their dorm. In one classroom, an eight year old boy, strappped into a leather harness, was laying on top of a six year old blonde girl. The teacher, a young man in horn-rimmed glasses, and the students watched as the boy slowly plunged his hard pecker in and out of the girl's hairless slit. From the sound of things, she was right on the verge of coming. The teacher said something to the class in German, pointing at the boy's hips. "The harness was Ilsa's creation," Gerhard said. "It is designed to slow the boy's motion. With the boys of this age, they fich so fast that they are done before the girl even gets started." "Very clever," Karen said. She and Jenny had their cameras out, recording this tour. "Here we have the training of the anus," Ilsa said as we entered the rear of another classroom. "Herr Pumpybottom was most helpful with this program." A lovely blonde six year old girl in a pair of anal training panties was bent over a padded stand while the instructor, a plump blonde woman in her twenties, penetrated her tiny anus with a slender vibrator. A dozen or so children watched from their seats, some rubbing their bald clefts or stroking their hard little dicks. "We use state of the art technology," Gerhard said as he showed us into another classroom where ten young girls were rubbing vibrators over their tiny clits. A thin cable led from their hairless slits to a computer on the teacher's desk. "Where are those wires going?" Jenny asked. "Each girl has a sensor inside her vagina," Ilsa said. "It detects temperature, moisture, and muscular contractions." "It is to help us teach the girls to be...how do you say...multi-orgasming," Gerhard said. "Here are our beginning students," Ilsa said as we entered the next classroom. A dozen four year old boys and girls watched as a teenaged girl with blonde braids slowly sucked the slender penis of a red headed teen boy leaning against a desk. He said something to the girl in German, then she reached for a glass beaker and started stroking his cock. He grunted and began to squirt his boy juice into the vessel. The teacher, a stout bearded man in his fifties then took the beaker from the girl and passed it around the class. Each of the children took a sip. Most of them wrinkled their noses at the flavor. "Their first taste of the semen," Gerhard said. "By the end of four weeks they will come to enjoy it." The next class we visited was an advanced program. In place of a teacher's desk, there was a low bed upon which a dark haired eight year old girl rode the stout young cock of a twelve year old blond boy. Another boy, about ten years of age, knelt behind the girl, pumping her tight little tush with his glistening pecker. She writhed between the two young cocks invading her tender holes. The class, consisting mostly of boys and girls eight or older, watched with rapt attention as the girl began to come, arching her back and crying out with pleasure. "From what I've seen, your children are experten, like these," Gerhard said. "You have trained them well," Ilsa said as we returned to the dormitories. "Some of them were quite knowledgeable when we found them," Karen said. "Ah, like Mae and your ladyboy?" Gerhard said. "I would be very interested in hearing how the girl learned her muscle control." "Mae doesn't talk much about her life in the monastery," Karen said. "I understand that it was more of a hardship than a pleasure. But I'm sure she'd be happy to give you a demonstration." "Ah, yes," Ilsa said. "Show instead of tell. It is the heart of our program." An hour before dinner, I was in the bathroom, about to take a dump. I had just pulled down my trousers and boxers and sat down on the toilet when I heard a soft knocking at the door. Before I could ask who was there, it opened, and a lovely blonde six year old girl entered, naked as the day she was born. "My name is Ava. Herr Gerhard sent me to give you oral pleasure," she said in heavily accented English. "I will wait if you wish." "No, come over here," I said. "Do you mind?" I'd never had a blumpie before. "I do not," she said. "I pleasure you while you make the scheiss." Ava came over and knelt between my legs, reaching for my flaccid cock. As I began to squeeze out a turd that had once been a rich coq au vin from our Paris hotel's room service, Ava began to suck me, demonstrating her extensive training. She did some wonderful things with her tongue, bathing the tip of my member while she stroked my shaft and reached down to cup my balls. I wasn't sure whether it was her skills or the novelty of getting head while taking a shit, but this was one of the better blow jobs I'd had. Just as I erupted in her warm little mouth, I crapped out a huge log into the porcelain bowl. Having an orgasm while emptying my bowels was an interesting combination. Ava seemed to enjoy the stench as she swallowed my spunk. "I will wipe you if you wish," she said after releasing my cock from her mouth. "That won't be necessary," I said. "Tell Herr Gerhard thanks for me. You did very well." "Danke," the girl said, leaving me to finish my paperwork. I've never been a big fan of German cuisine, but Kinderfich's cooks did a fine job with roast pork and potatoes. Gerhard's children were as well-behaved as Mistress Patrice's sissies, sitting quietly at their tables as they ate. Our kids were normally pretty raucous during dinners at home, often trying to make each other laugh and spray water or juice out of their noses, but tonight they were on their best behavior. After dinner, we joined Gerhard and his charges in the playroom, a large room on the second floor filled with cushions, pads, and an assortment of devices designed to facilitate a variety of sexual positions. Now the children of Kinderfich were given a chance to show what they'd learned as well as learn from our own kids. Our boys and girls had sat at a separate table during dinner. Now they began to mingle with Gerhard's naked children. Milo lifted a blonde five year old girl named Lola up in the air, making her giggle with delight. Then he laid down on his back and set her on his face, her hairless pussy pressed against his lips. Bethany, Michelle, and Kristin, already stripped down to their panties, found young boys their age to play with. The girls had the boys stand together so they could compare their little dicks. Anton also found a boy to play with, four year old Pitr, one of Gerhard's beginners. Our stylist held the naked youngster in his lap, fingering the boy's tiny penis. Jenny was with Liesl, the six year old girl we'd seen undergoing anal training in one of the classrooms. She had the girl lying flat on her tummy and was slowly tongueing her tiny anus. Karen had wasted no time in stripping off her clothes; now she was sucking the slender cock of Johann, the red headed teenager we'd seen in the beginners' class. Sooma and Sabrina, down to their bras and panties, were also giving oral pleasure to a pair of teen boys named Heinz and Otto. Gretel and Angela, two lovely ten year old girls, were undressing Tommy and Fabian, eager to see what the two boys had in their briefs. Gerhard had chosen Mae as his companion. He had her lying on her back, dressed only in her panties, while he feasted on her pointy nipples, making her moan and writhe. Mae's nubbins had become very sensitive recently, a sign that her breasts were beginning to develop. Nearby, Ilsa had Audrie's panties off and was lying between her legs, licking the girl's hairless slit. Gerhard's children, both boys and girls, were quite taken with our three pantibois. Juanita was enjoying the attention of a pair of twelve year old girls who were taking turns lifting his short dress and rubbing his stiff pecker through his panties. Alana had his dress off and his panties down around his thighs, enjoying oral pleasure from a four year old red headed girl. Keira, our newest pantiboi, sat in the lap of Fraulein Schmitt, a woman in her mid-twenties who was one of Gerhard's teachers. She had his dress hiked up around his waist and his panties pulled down below his little nuts while she tugged at his pricklet. Brooke, Lia, and Polly were putting on a demonstration of their advanced skills at the sexual arts. They'd found a willing trio of teen boys and were now riding their stout young cocks. Lia, who knew some German from her mother's clients, invited boys to grease up their peckers and stick them in her and her sisters' bottoms. Two six-year-olds and a seven year old boy took her up on her offer, squirting lubricating jelly on their pricklets and kneeling behind the three girls. Polly, Lia, and Brooke slowed their hips to allow the youngsters to penetrate their tight sphincters. Once the boys were balls deep in their supple asses, they began to rock their hips once again. Lia issued another challenge, inviting boys to use their warm mouths for their pleasure. Again, more boys stepped forward, and now the three girls were giving oral service to an eight year old boy and two ten-year-olds while they each entertained a pair of young cocks in their tight passages. Jake and Rene were having a ball. The older boy was pumping the hairless pussy of a dark haired seven year old Turkish girl named Jasmina from behind, while our youngest boy was lying back and enjoying a blow job from a cute blonde five-year-old named Heidi. As she hungrily sucked his stiff pecker, he scooted around and buried his face between her thighs, probing her hairless cleft with his tongue. Our youngest girls were getting in on the fun as well. A naked Katya was spreading her rubbery pussy lips, showing Gunter, one of the teachers, how she was made down there. He stretched out between her legs and began to feast on her hairless cleft, making her gasp when his pointed tongue made contact with her tiny clit. Annalise wasted no time in finding a cock to fill her hungry hole. She'd selected Hans, a blond ten year old boy eager to stick his slender penis into her juicy twat. She mounted him, reaching between her legs to guide his pecker into her needy slit. Even Angie and Linn had playmates, two five year old boys who took off their tiny panties and hungrily licked their plump little pussies. As I watched our kids play with the students of Kinderfich, Ava, the pretty little blonde girl who'd blown me on the toilet, sought me out. "I have never had a penis as big as yours inside me," she said. "I wish to know what it feels like." "I'd love to show you," I said. "Would you like me to lick you first?" "Yes, please," the naked nymphet said. I took off my clothes and folded my shirt and trousers into a pillow, then I laid down and had Ava straddle my shoulders, facing away from me. She scooted back and pressed her fresh young pussy against my mouth. As I probed her hairless slit with my tongue, I could feel her fondle my hardening cock. Then she leaned forward and took the tip of my penis into her warm little mouth. "Mmmmm...mmmmm...mmmmm...mmmmm..." Ava moaned around my meat as I started lashing her tiny clit. She was incredibly wet for a six year old girl, and the more I ravished her juicy hole, the more her sweet nectar began to flow. As I feasted on her tasty twat, she lovingly sucked my stiffening member, swirling her tongue over the tip as she stroked my meaty shaft and fondled my balls. I cupped and caressed her lovely little bottom, dipping my finger in her pussy to coat it with her own juices. Then I probed her tiny anus with my moistened digit, feeling her tender body begin to tremble on top of mine. "Uhhhh...uhhhhh...uhhhhh...uhhhhh..." Ava let my cock fall from her lips, giving voice to her growing pleasure. She moaned loudly as I ravished her little button with my tongue and probed her tiny anus with my finger. Suddenly, she cried out and convulsed on top of me, her quivering thighs pinned against my shoulders. I kept up my relentless oral assault of her preteen pussy until she'd had enough, scooting away from my tongue. "Mmmmm...you eat me good," Ava said, turning around on top of me and hugging me tightly. "You put it in me now?" "I'd love to," I said. I wrapped my arms around Ava and rolled over so that she was on her back and I was on top of her. The girl reached down and grasped my throbbing tool, guiding it to the entrance of her juicy hole. Ava rubbed the tip of my penis on her slit, getting it wet, then she pressed it inside her bald cleft. I slowly pushed down with my hips, sinking my meaty cock into her tiny twat. "Uhhhhh...ist big..." Ava moaned as my thick tool stretched her preteen pussy. "Too big, sweetie?" I asked her. "Nein," she gasped. "Keep going...fich mich...fuck me..." "With pleasure," I said, gradually filling her juicy little twat with my hard meat. By the time I bottomed out in her immature passage, she'd taken nearly half of my beefy cock into her tender hole. Ava wrapped her little arms and legs around me, clinging tightly to my body as I began to slowly thrust. Her tiny pussy gripped my thick shaft like a fist. "Uhh...uhh...uhhh...uhhhh..." With every thrust of my fat prick, Ava let out a soft moan. She began to rock her hips, matching my steady rhythm. As I pumped her tiny twat, I could feel Ava's body start to tremble, her pleasure growing with every deep thrust of my throbbing tool. I took my time with this lovely blonde nymphet, enjoying the delicious friction of her tight passage and the feeling of her little pussy surrendering to my pistoning penis. "Uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh..." Ava's moans began to grow louder as I plunged my meaty cock in and out of her hungry hole. Her trembling soon became shuddering and shaking that wracked her tender body. I pumped her tiny twat harder and faster, taking my pleasure in her tight passage. Ava's moaning soon became an ecstatic cry and her slender form convulsed in the grips of an orgasmic spasm. I felt her preteen pussy tighten around my thick tool, gripping it tightly as she came. Eager for my own release, I pounded Ava's juicy hole, my own pleasure mounting. A couple of last deep thrusts later I erupted, spurting gob after gob of my hot, thick baby batter in the little girl's tender pussy. "Ahhhhh..." Ava gasped sharply when she felt the gusher of spunk filling her tight passage. Even after I came, I kept thrusting, churning the flood of hot cream in her spermy hole. Soon, however, my hips began to slow and Ava's trembling abated. She clung to me tightly, her breathing ragged, still moaning softly. "Mmmmm...," she said after she caught her breath. "You put so much of the cream in me." "Your sweet little pussy made me shoot a big load," I said, giving little Ava a kiss. I slowly pulled out of her creamy twat and got up off of her. Ulrike, one of Gerhard's teenage helpers, was waiting to clean Ava's spermy slit. After she licked my spunk from the girl's pussy, she helped the girl into a fresh pair of panties to catch the remainder of my load. Another female helper handed me a glass of scotch and gave me a hit off of a hash pipe. I washed down the pungent smoke with a sip of amber liquid. This after-dinner orgy was Gerhard's method of allowing his children to put what they'd learned during the day to good use. Now, with our kids in the mix, the Kinderfich students had new partners to try out their techniques and learn new ones. Brooke, Lia, and Polly, using their sexy little bodies to please three boys each, had drawn a crowd of admiring boys and girls, along with some of the teachers and teenaged helpers, all watching our girls demonstrate their prowess at triple penetration. Meanwhile, elsewhere on the padded floor of the playroom, five year old Lola was moaning and writhing as she rode Milo's meaty teen cock. The girl had managed to take three inches of his mighty organ in her preteen pussy. Now she was shuddering and shaking as she bounced up and down on his hard meat. Suddenly, she convulsed and cried out as orgasmic tremors wracked her tiny body. Lola fell forward on to Milo's chest, quivering like jelly as she came. The muscular teen wrapped his arms around her slender form, rocking his hips and pumping her spasming twat. With a grunt, he buried his twitching cock deep in her pulsating passage and erupted, spurting a huge load of his hot teen spunk. Lola moaned when she felt the flood of nookie chowder filling her tiny twat. "Ahhhh...ahhhh...ahhhh...ahhhh..." Mae was moaning and trembling as Gerhard plunged his thick tool in and out of her famously talented pussy. Even as her climax neared, she kept massaging his pistoning cock with her vaginal muscles. Gerhard's face bore a delighted expression as he plumbed Mae's juicy slit. He'd read so much about our lovely China doll in the pages of Playtoy Magazine, and now here she was, bucking and thrashing beneath him. As the man pumped her suckling pussy, Mae suddenly stiffened and cried out, arching her back as she came. As her orgasm swept through her slender form, the muscular contractions of her pussy went from regular and voluntary to irregular and involuntary, tightening around Gerhard's meaty cock. The grip Mae's juicy twat had on his penis took the man by surprise. He could resist her pulsing passage no longer, groaning as he began to shoot his hot, thick load of cream in her tender hole. Mae smiled and let out a satisfied moan, knowing that she'd conquered yet another man with her talented vagina. "Uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh..." Twelve year old Gretel, moaning and trembling as Tommy pumped her juicy hole with his smooth young cock, was about to get a big surprise. She had her arms and legs wrapped around his flexing body, rocking her hips and meeting his energetic thrusts. All of a sudden, Gretel convulsed and let out a keen cry of pleasure, shuddering and shaking in the throes of an orgasmic tsunami that swept through her slender body. Tommy kept up his relentless pounding of her spasming twat then, with a groan, he erupted with a massive gusher of his hot teen spunk. "Ahhhhhh! Ich kommt! Ich kommt!" The torrent of steamy cum filling her tight passage sent Gretel over the edge again. She cried out in pleasure when she felt Tommy spurting his creamy boy juice in her tender hole. It seemed like the flood of spunk would never end, and it began to leak out from around his smooth shaft. As the last drop dribbled from Tommy's stout young cock, his hips began to slow. Gretel called out for one of the teenaged teacher's aides to fetch her a towel. A teen girl ran over with a washcloth and a fresh pair of panties for Gretel. "Mmmmmm...mmmmmm...mmmmmm...mmmmmmph!" Brooke, Lia, and Polly's cries of pleasure were stifled by the young cocks they were sucking. The trio of girls writhed between the stiff dicks invading their pussies and asses. The three teen boys whose cocks they were riding rocked their hips, pumping our girls' juicy twats. Polly was the first to come, convulsing and crying out around the pricklet of the eight year old boy she was sucking. He rocked back and forth on his heels, sliding his stiff pecker between Polly's lips, stiffening when a buzzy little orgasm swept through his body. Lia followed soon after, shuddering and shaking as climactic tremors wracked her tender form. Then it was Brooke's turn. She let the penis of the ten year old boy fall from her lips, giving voice to her pleasure as she came on top of the fourteen year old boy she was riding. The six year old boy pumping her tight ass groaned when he felt her anus contract around his glistening boner. It wasn't long before the girls had all of the boys coming, and each of them now had pussies full of hot teen spunk. "Oh...oh...oh...oh..." Sooma gasped with every stroke of Heinz's stout young cock in her supple ass. The teenager quickly got over his initial surprise at finding out that Sooma had a penis. Now he stroked her slender cock while he pumped her tight bottom from behind. A young girl, one of Gerhard's four year old novices, watched this strange coupling with interest. Then she decided to crawl underneath the ladyboy for a closer look at her hard member. The girl parted her lips and took Sooma's penis in her mouth, sucking the tip of the ladyboy's smooth cock. Heinz began to pound Sooma's buttery ass, eager for his release. He buried his stout young cock in the ladyboy's tush and erupted, spurting thick gobs of his hot teen cream. Sooma gasped, and the feeling of his boy juice filling her bottom triggered her own orgasm. The little girl sucking the ladyboy got a mouthful of Sooma's spicy semen. "Ahhhh...ahhhh...ahhhh...ahhhh..." Five year old Heidi was crying out in pleasure as Rene pumped her tiny twat with his glistening pricklet. She had her arms and legs wrapped around his pumping body, quivering and shaking as Rene churned her preteen pussy. Next to them, Jasmina was convulsing in the throes of her orgasm as Jake plowed her tight little cunt. The husky lad was now on top of the seven year old girl, pounding her tender hole. Suddenly, Jake let out a groan and gave the girl one last deep thrust, squirting his hot, thick boy cum in her hairless cleft. Jasmina gasped, surprised at the feeling of his steamy spunk spraying inside her young sex. "Uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh..." Annalise was moaning as she rode her playmate, ten year old Hans. The blond boy had an ecstatic look on his face, delighted at how tight and wet the girl's tiny pussy felt. He cupped her cute little bottom in his hands as she bounced up and down on his smooth young penis. Annalise's began to tremble and shake, and her moans grew louder until she stiffened and arched her back. As she came, her hot little twat spasmed around Hans's stiff dick, squeezing it tightly. The boy groaned and arched his back, an intense orgasm gripping his body. He wrapped his arms around Annalise, pumping her pulsing passage, trying to prolong this feeling. The trembling girl clung to Hans as his hips slowed to a halt. Annalise let out a sigh and laid her head on the boy's chest. Once all our kids had come, Karen, Jenny, and Sabrina collected their discarded clothing and marched them up to the dormitories, where they'd have a good night's sleep. Gerhard, his teachers, and their teenaged helpers wiped off leaky pussies and sticky cocks, sending the students of Kinderfich off to bed. A pair of teen boys busied themselves, mopping up the padded floor of the playroom. © 2014 Anais Ninja anais.ninja.asstr@gmail.com anais_ninja@hotmail.com