"There is that cock," she said, eyeballing it. I pulled her right to me with her hands in mine and I sat down on the toilet. She got right in front of...me and cheesed. "I said in my room, but this will do," she let me know, as she lifted her right leg up and positioned it over my left leg. I put my arms around her as she put her other leg onto mine. She positioned her hands onto my upper back and slowly had her body go down with my cock gently going up into her slit. "Oh, yes, even better than I. Then a simple remark from Ms. Peters had brought their smugness crashing down around their ears."Rory? The buttons on your blouse aren't fastened properly. You might want to correct that before you get to class."A frantic discussion had ensued. Eventually they were both forced to admit that Ms. Peters knew exactly what had been going on in that locked office. With that admission came the discovery that not only had she not turned them in for "inappropriate conduct" but that she had actually. You didn’t even pat me down or ask for ID.We had missed the first flight out while I sat “on ice” in the interrogation room, with no phone call or anyone coming in to ask questions. They still didn’t know more than my name was David Jones.My implant pinged me with the results of their examination of Crimilda. She got raped multiple times today before I called all the kids at the facility to the auditorium. She told them the truth about her siblings and cousins raping her when they asked her for. Two hands were around her throat, not choking, but holding her in place as they all bashed her face. Chloe's face was starting to turn red from the smacks and wet from the precum from each slap. A few tears started to run down her face and left streaks from her masscara. Soon it was an entire arm wrapped around her throat, while another put his hands into her sweatpants and grabbed her ass hard. She needed air so she pinched the arm around her throat and he quickly let go and squeezed her tit.