Frank and Burts parents just waved him away saying not attall Mr BrownIt seems like they were only trying to save your Daughter from embarrassment and...probably a worse spanking than your going to give her. Oh and believe us our boys are gonna be having very sore bottoms of there own tonight. A few more words were exchanged between parents. Then Frank and his parents left. As did Burt and his. Then Stella's mum left the study as well, leaving just Stella and her Father in the Study. Mr Brown. “It feels heavenly when you do that.” He looked down and watched intently the steady rhythm of the teacher’s hand sliding the skin up and down his shaft, delighting in the silky smooth movement of his foreskin covering and uncovering the head. Then, looking up again, he studied the rapt faces of the spectators as they leant forward to get a better view of what Miss James was doing to him.“Girls, this is called masturbation,” Miss James explained, her hand continuing its easy, rhythmical motion.. Emma appeared to consider it. “Alright, I guess,” she said after a long pause. I was surprised at how readily she agreed, but really it was only ten feet to her apartment. What could happen?She stood up and walked to the front door. She pulled it open a crack and peered out into the hallway; it was deserted.She pulled the door open fully and darted into the hallway. She pulled our door closed behind her and ran the few steps over to hers. She heard a click of another door unlocking further down. She was young. About 20, 25 I'd say to my 30. A very pretty woman, with straight brown hair, a slightly up turned nose and big eyes, I was unable to guess the rest of her figure due to her god awful uniform that she had to wear. I felt the silence get heavier and I realised she had notice my wandering eyes. With a little squeak she grabbed her cart and left the room. Chuckling to myself, I put the porno back on, this time keeping one headphone out. The next one might bot be so....