Nevertheless, she giggled to herself at the thought of Mr More walking with more of a limp when he left the Punishment Room in due course. It was no m...re than thirty steps to the Punishment Room and as they came up to it there were six girls arriving at the same time. They all wore the school uniform which comprised a white short-sleeved shirt, a tartan skirt, and short white socks leaving otherwise bare legs. Mr More looked totally embarrassed as the girls were all smiling at his distress.. The fact that she was un-phased by it amazed him."Are you ready, Baby?" she asked sweetly as she swung her leg over his torso."What about condoms?" he asked weakly."I've been on the pill for six years now," she told him softly. "Just relax, ok?"Both of them gasped in unison when they felt the engorged head of his cock lodge into her molten opening for the first time. Once he was secure, she began to move him in and out of her slowly, wincing each time his hardness reached a new depth. "I'm. I padded out of the room, my cock blissfully soft for once. I slipped into Heathers room, my cute bedmate sprawled on her back, her tiny titties on display. My cock hardened painfully, I needed to stick it in something. Her mouth was open slightly, invitingly. She woke up as I stuck my dick in her mouth. She moved, my dick popping out, and she blinked, glancing at her clock and groaning. I guess you want me to blow you? You bet, sweetness. Fine, but then Im goin back to bed. Its a deal, I told. "No clue, really." No, son. Look, the forester went this way, do you see? He wore solidwalking boots like everyone who knows how to move through thewilderness. But our two candidates - see there are two of them - don'twear boots. Here, see these traces in the mud: a pair of sneakers and apair of normal street shoes."So, as quick as they could manage producing almost no sound, they headedbehind, following the trace. It lead them directly to their car. From ahide behind a bush, the two Webster's.