“So it’s okay if you and your partner see me around here a few times a day?”“Just don’t go in the building, we have it very secured.”“Ok...y, I can meet you out here. I sometimes spend the night in a small room in the back. The other door inside has always been locked and I can’t get inside the building. It saves me time in the morning to start my hunting. Many people will dump stuff overnight and I’m already here to pick through it nice and early.”“Just don’t go snooping around in the building.. I started out to be a perfect beauty, but every beauty has painful secrets. the floor creeks as i limp across the bedroom. hes lying there sleeping, without a care in life. i grab the bag i prepared a few nights before and head down the stairs. Im afraid hell wake from the loud creeks the wooden floors make. something i used to love about this house is now something i fear. it doesnt feel right. i get to the door but my feet wont move. the click of the lock on the door seems louder than it. It seemed that his favorite teacher was starting to enjoy the attention.Aside from the view, there was very little enjoyable about Mrs Jenkins’ class, and Harry found himself instinctively reaching underneath his chair, hoping to strike gold twice.There was nothing there, of course. He’d never found another note. He had no idea who wrote the first one, and he suspected he was never going to learn.That simple note, those five words - they’d done more for him than anything else he’d ever. In a strangely familiar voice the man warned her that he was going to cum. Maureen took him into her mouth deeper. Within seconds her mouth was filled with sperm. The man gasped and started to shoot what seemed like a gallon of cum into her willing mouth. After swallowing as much as she could, Maureen pulled his cock out of her mouth and aimed the last couple of shots onto her tits. ‘Now that was fun.’ Maureen exclaimed and collapsed onto the mans chest and fell into a deep sl**p. Maureen.