“Thing is though, Howard, you weren’t afraid of her,” Jennifer replied snuggling into me and squeezing my cock to see how my recovery was going....��I had some allies,” I chuckled. “You, the trustees, even Rupert who had the ear of Mrs Goodfried,” I replied, feeling myself responding to Jennifer’s gentle manipulation.“Yes, but still, that accusation over the sixth-formers could have had repercussions,” she added. “Then again, only the Hatchett made it and there were a lot of rumours about her. I leant forward and kissed her nipples then moved up to her lips my tongue slid into her mouth as we French kissed. I glanced over my shoulder and saw our chat room friend standing open mouthed as his cock spurted several loads of cum. "Oh I'm nearly chumming" my friend gasped."Me too" I gasped back."Fill me lover with your lovely creamy cum" she exclaimed.I sunk into her pussy and exploded my cream into her as her legs wrapped around my back holding me in tight. She let a huge muffled scream. "Go on" Jim said, wondering what she wanted to say. "Well, I really like you" she said and threw him a timid smile. "I like you too. So what?" Jim asked his sister, his face showing he didn't get her message. "No little brother, I REALLY like you." Elise put emphasis on the word as she said it. It suddenly hit Jim what his sister was saying, she LIKED him. "Elise, you... don't know what you’re saying." Jim was taken back at his sister’s words. He ran his hand through his short hair. It was like she was in a soft-light picture, her innate inflexibility diffused. When I looked up, I saw a man standing in the very back corner who struck me speechless for a moment. He was half-turned away from me, talking to a small group of older men in suits, but he stood out from them like the sun surrounded by spotlights. Long, lustrous black hair swept to his mid-shoulders, black silk that fell across his black silk shirt. I’d always considered men wearing leather pants to be the.