What could I say? Defensively I asked her, “I’m not sure.”“You do recall your probationary details?”Here it comes, I knew for certain, I was...dead in the water. I mumbled an assent.“No intercourse with staff on site. Correct?”Intercourse? Wow, there was a formal approach. I couldn’t avoid a heavy sigh of near despair, before asking, “May I know who told you?”She had not left the window since I arrived. “No, you may not. My initial informant remains anonymous.” Mrs. Plumpton half turned, her face. At the same time, I nibbled on his earlobe, and he began to stir, letting out a soft murmur. I moved my arm down and embrace his stomach and chest. I pulled him tight to me; my breasts against his back. He was awake now, finding his hands tied upon his head to the bed posts.He could also feel my huge toy pressing against his ass cheeks. "What’ up, babe?" He stammered out. "Hush" I said. "Stay still. Just relax." I reached down lower with my hand and found his cock. I just held it, without. Tim has told me that the lady can be rather forward. I think that’s the angle that got them together in the first place. I just can’t see him initiating contact with that. I guess he thought she was being flighty. And interested.Bill said, “Thanks, ma’am, but I’d better stick pretty close to my favorite tutor, here. She’s REALLY smart, and a cutie, if you’ll notice.”Vicki’s eyes turned a couple of shades bluer.Tim’s turn:Odd dinner at the Pavilion, trivial conversation in most ways, but things. “Don't fight it, Pam. Cum on my face. Shower me with your cream.”“Yes!” she moaned.My tongue swiped up through her folds. I brushed her clit. She jumped as I swirled my tongue about her little bud. I played with it, batting it over and over again. Then I sucked on it. Her moans grew, resounding through the parking lot.Letting the world know how good I was at eating pussy.I hoped people were watching us. Students or teachers just drifting out of the school and finding us enjoying our sapphic.