..What...???? I asked.Nothing... Just a private joke. Emily answered.My cock was throbbing now thinking that I probably just ate Amy's shit. I knew th...t she was going to be farting later. Amy ate a whole plateful of Alfredo. A little milk makes her fart, but this much Alfredo would probably make her like a farting machine.After we were done, I got up and started collecting dishes. I made it a point to stand inches away from Amy's face and let her see the tent in my sweats while getting her. The first floor was home to the music rooms, metal and wood shops and pottery shop. It also was home to a good number of student lockers — freshman lockers mostly, I learned later. The second floor was split about evenly between administration offices, including the nurse's office and one of the two student counselor's offices, and classrooms for English, history, and civics."There are language labs upstairs, for those who might have problems with English as a second language," Mrs. Delino. You'll soon discover that if you don't take careand some precautions that little womb of yours will be seeing plenty ofaction! "I bet you are wondering what we have planned for you. Well let's put itthis way that pussy of yours is going to see plenty of baby action!That's right lots and lots of little bundles of joy will be passingthrough, after all you like children don't you?"Tracey then picked up a small pot of moisturising cream from the bedsidecabinet. "Now keep still while I sooth the. He’s either blind or insane.’ Her eyes filled with tears and spilled onto her cheeks. I reached over and brushed them away with the back of my hand. ‘Thank you, Bob, for saying that. It’s been a long time since I’ve felt like a desirable woman.’ The old Bob would have been delighted to take advantage of this situation, but her vulnerability somehow stopped me. I liked this woman for who she was and not just her body. I suppose that comes with maturity. Given our age difference, I almost felt.