Just then, I heard, "Sandra, how's it going?" It was Debbie Jenkins, one of my sister's best friends. I begged my sister not to wave her over, but she...immediately called, "Hey girl, come over here and let me introduce you to my little sister." Debbie knew I wasn't her little sister. "He looks so cute!" "You make a boy very happy someday," she squealed as she fluffed the hem of my dress. I just stood there in embarrassment. She asked my Mom, "Can I come with you and help you pick out some. "Then he felt her pussy tighten as she came on his cock. He didn't know how long he'd been bedridden but his balls were full of potent sperm. He felt his release come upon him and it felt amazing...then he was spurting dangerous cum deep inside the orgasming nurse's unprotected baby factory.As she lay upon him, panting, he transmitted to her, *You will make sure to touch me for at least a minute once a day when you're on shift. Also, you loved this but won't tell anyone what happened.* He felt. And as recently as the night before we had joined in sex and it was beyond argument that our intensity and pleasure then had been far and away greater than what I saw before me.I became increasingly convinced that this wasn't the product of any deep-seated resentment; it must be a fluke, a momentary loss of control, and perhaps something that could be dealt with more easily than I'd thought - not without pain, but less painfully than it could have been. And that calmed me further. The biting. She turned to him in dismay, "I'm sorry Sir I didn't imagine it could hurt so bad!"Fearing that he had overdone it, he walked around behind his desk, put the cane down on the desk, and just sat, silently watching her. About two minutes later, she whispered "sorry Sir," bent her body back into position, then said firmly "Thank you headmaster one, please may I have the next stroke?"He seriously considered saying that first stroke wouldn't count because she had moved, but as he hadn't told her how.