As I walked, I cursed myself a few times in my head. It was so painfully obvious how many opportunities I could have had, times that many people do ex...erience in college, which never came to be. All of a sudden, I looked up and got the greatest surprise of my trips back. There was my fiancee in the distance. Running into her here definitely wasnt part of the plan, and I didnt even know if the circumstances meant we even knew each other in this current, temporary reality. I panicked. I didnt. I am sorry but you are losing three good teachers. Theschool has no right to force participation in this tradition especiallyif the student is uncomfortable and/or makes his or her feelings knownthat they choose not to participate."The principal sighed heavily and announced, "This will end thetradition." Dad countered with, "Some traditions need to end. No childshould be made to feel like an outsider because they don't want to joinin on the festivities. The children should always come first,. “Mmm, daddy-daughter creampie,” moaned Nancy.“Yum!” groaned Renee.They both pressed their heads in, cheeks tight together. They wiggled their hips, their asses almost pointed at me. I swallowed and stood up. I moved behind them to watch them licking my cum out of Linda's pussy.I could see their pussies. Renee had hers shaved, her tight slit beading with her juices. They coated her plump vulva and ran down her thighs. Nancy had a brown-furred muff beaded with her cream. I breathed in deeply.. . whatever it took. When I got to the part about them finding the girls, about our assault on the little air strip, I left out my cold-blooded murder of the Cuban facilitator. I told her about returning the girls to their families and about my psychologist rescuing me from having to babysit at the hospital. She laughed at the little girl eating powdered donuts while practically sitting in my lap out in front of the hospital.We went over what the information security teams had uncovered and how.