”“So you'll have used these yourself, Headmaster?”“Only as a young man, I'm afraid. Though – and I'm not sure why – I do keep them regular...y waxed and ready. But now, Ms Pearson, you must have come to see me about something else.”She had been staring at the yellowish rod bent between her hands and came to with a start. Returning the cane hastily to its place, she picked up the sheaf of papers she'd brought. “I'm going to need some signatures, Headmaster.”He took them and reached for his pen.. "Sweety, there are some folks who would call it dirty or wrong. Most people don't do it the way we do, I suppose. But what we do is between us, and I don't think it's anybody else's business. If you don't like it anymore, then we'll stop." She'd said she didn't want to stop. She liked what they did. And they agreed then that no one would be told anything about it in the future, and it would be just between them. After that, however, sometimes Jill took a bath by herself. Still, at least once a. "With that she settled only her towel and immediately started pleasuring herself."Wait, is that how you normally start?" Normally I wouldn't be this horny," she huffed. "I've been waiting for you to make a move all afternoon!" Don't you want me to help?"That stopped her. I could tell she was frustrated, but she visibly willed herself to relax."Come here," she sighed, patting the towel.Once settled Claire took my hand and again guided it to her sex. She was dripping wet and my fingers easily. His phone buzzes loudly and we freeze; Jo's paging him. I crawl under his desk and he sits down and slides closer to me. Jo will be here any second. I take his cock into my mouth once more, just as she opens the door. I pray she can't here the buzz of the panties. "Hi, Mr. Parker. Have you seen Jane? There's a delivery for her at my desk and I'm not sure where she is." He reaches down and grabs my hair, trying to focus on Jo's words. "Uhh... No. I'm sorry, Jo. I haven't seen her. Try the.