“I do wish you’d use the correct terminology,” Mrs Craddock said. I gave her a harder rub, trying to find where her clit was through the white k...ickers. She moaned again pushing a boob down on my mouth.“Go on, Becky, you know you want to,” Mrs Cathcart urged. “Besides, I need you to stop hogging his face.” She paused to moan – both women moaned – as I kept rubbing them with my hands. “I reckon he tasted fantastic, but I want your opinion.”There was a pregnant silence, filled only with the sound. Sucking, licking. I held my hands on each side of her head. More for balance, not forcing her. She could feel me tensing. Opened her mouth, aimed my cock and stroked hard. Willing me to cum. She waggled her tongue at me, licked under the head then held her tongue there as I shot two, three full spurts into her mouth. Then sucked on my cock to get the rest. She swallowed, then smiled. "MM, tasty." She noticed that I was still hard. "Oh, may I sit on your lap?" She stood. Before taking her spot. " Debra said watching Ray make his way out. "I'll let you get changed and get ya your drink. You can call me Chris." Said the stranger as he let the door close, following Ray out into the bar.Debra now alone in the "Employee only" locker room locked the door with her trembling hands and looked around. The room consisted of three lockers on one side of the room with a couple of chairs in the middle surrounded by a bunch of junk cluttered around walls. The room looked more like a dump than a. He then took her up another flight of stairs and told her that this was where the student dormitory was. He took her up one more flight of stairs and told her that the teachers’ rooms were here. The staff and his rooms are downstairs. “I’ll leave you now. Since it is Saturday, you’ll have a day to rest and acclimate to your new home, and meet everyone. Breakfast is at 9:00 am on Sundays. Don’t be late. The kitchen is downstairs, to the right. I’m sure you’ll find it just fine.” Headmaster.