Promise. Oh, my God, I'm such a whore. I love it, I love it. I'm comiiiiinng. Yeeeooowwwww."She gushed a lot of juice all over my face while she was c...ming. She had hardly finished, when she slid down my body and impaled herself on my cock. To say she was wet and ready would be a gross understatement. The feeling of her cunt, moving up and down on my cock, was silky, slimy, hot, and terribly exciting. Especially when she told me to close my eyes and remember how she looked, when Henrik fucked. Students barely gave me any looks as I marched through the halls escorted by two sluttily-dressed cops. They must be used to seeing the bodyguards since a pair each escorted Sean, Missy, and Damien at school. Dawn and Mrs. Corra didnt have guards yet, there just werent enough of them to protect the sex slaves. Seans classroom was on the first floor, and two bodyguards stood at attention, flanking the door. Sorry, maam, no-ones allowed in, 41 said as we approached. I arched an eyebrow at the. “Who is Roger Sinclair?”Shaking her head no, “I don’t know. After we talked I called my Dad and he said he would call someone to help. I would think that he is one of my Dad’s lawyers.”“They said that I would be in there the whole night, how did he get me out?”“I have no idea.”“I need to thank your Dad for his help.”“Don’t worry about it.”“No, I have to thank him. What does he like?”They discussed what her Dad liked, his taste were in the area of fine cigars, nice bottle of cognac, or a French. The next morning, with the sun shining through the open shades, I wakened to the smell of frying bacon. I slipped on my clothes, then found my way back to the kitchen. "Good morning Raymond. Breakfast will be ready in a moment. I once again ate everything she put on my plate, the axiom I used in school still in place. Always eat when you can. "Why don't you go to your room and take a bath while I run your clothes through the washer." An hour later, well fed, with clean clothes, we drove across.