It had been a waste the entire first time around. The high school teacher, Miss Fontaine, was a very pleasant person, a spinster who was totally burne... out from teaching us little assholes. Her one true passion in life was raising Blue Merle Collies as show dogs (imagine Lassie in a silver-gray color) and it was ludicrously easy to get her off Spanish and talking about dogs. At least twice a year she would do a show-and-tell and bring in her dogs. Nobody learned anything from her.The. Mays head was right between Katrina's legs, her face level with her pussy. May could smell the excitement on her mixed with the smell of her own cunt that had been leaking into those panties just hours ago. Daddy walked over and reached his hand out to help Katrina stand again before he drew her into a deep passion filled kiss. May felt the dogs cock final slip from her cunt but was still stuck in place by the weight of Katrina still standing on her hands. May looked up just in time to see the. Perhaps, being so much younger than I was, your horniness was returning quicker?I then head the swish of the crop and it landed across your sensitive buttocks. Crack! One. You kept the kiss. This was good. I tried to relax for you, but gripped your hands so tightly. Two! You moaned into my mouth. Yow! But kept the lip-lock.Crack!!! Three... Owwwww... You involuntarily screamed. Our mouths parted. Oh no. I kept a firm hold of you hands, but your body danced about."Oh dear," Master said gravely.. Before, Jim's brother used to make several different designs. Making each machine the way they were, it took a whole week to make ten machines. It looked to me like no one was working very hard or fast. Mr. Tanner and David would supervise every step of the process, inspecting each finished component before placing them in storage bins for later assembly.My father told me that almost everything they were doing could have been automated. Later, Jim and David cleared a space towards the storage.