<strong>Roger</strong><br/>(http://bp3.blogger.com/_RWOnrKFYUwQ/RumJhRX_UyI/AAAAAAAAI6s/Nia1rI6fti8/s400/Lawrence+Dallaglio.jpg)<br/><br/>My gaze tracked slowly around the room, and I gritted my teeth, acutely aware I was the only person with trousers on. Miriam prancing about so close to me was enough on its own, but Mio and Tiffany as well! Damn! Someone was getting an angry cock this evening. This afternoon. Hmmm, I'd see which of the visions of female hotness before me would be first, and hoped it would be Miriam. It had been a while, and there isn't really a substitute.<br/><br/>The look she gave me as she peeled the dress off her curves was making my instincts yell things at me already, but watching her bend down and encourage Tiffany made me want to do things to her I might want to borrow the mechanical restraints for. Possibly for myself if this carried on much longer. "Good call Miriam, I could use a cold drink," I growled, grabbing a rubber cat o' nine tails and introducing it to Claudia's slim arse and thighs, venting my frustration and letting Claudia get to know it intimately.<br/><br/>"Does Roger get some release soon?" I added with a whisper in the headmistress's ear, with my flexing chest and tented trousers brushing against her exposed back and her superwomanly rump as the champagne was brought in. I lashed out some more against Claudia's by now burning thighs and sex, fixing Miriam with a penetrating gaze and grin. At least part of me was doing some penetrating! Grabbing Claudia's hair in my fist and yanking her head back, I worked the electrode over the red streaks on the little slut's cute tits, then turned her head firmly towards the example Mio and Tiffany were settting, keeping her scalp under the same duress.