.''He leaned away, and conceded, in a defeated but caring tone, ''I care about you, Mia. More than you know...''She was about to answer, her own admis...ion of guilt. ''I c...''But he stopped her, with a dry assertive order, ''Go get some sleep. We have work to do tomorrow.''She undid her seat belt slowly, and briefly looked outside towards the paved pathway that would lead her to her doorstep, with a faint smile on her face. He had managed to saver her career, and kept her away from sure trouble. The bell rang, and the students filed out into the corridors, blissfully unaware that their beloved school was being watched. You see, one student was quite different; she was the daughter of an Arabian oil tycoon. She strolled down the corridors, with her two best friends blabbing away about the day’s events, as she felt a shiver run down her neck. Aurora was to stranger to these feelings. Ever since that fateful night when she kissed her father goodbye and climbed into that unmarked white van. In her old age she has not changed a bit, when she found my spank bank she merely said "you are a sick man and I am never cleaning your room again!" For the next week she avoided me, Having dinner in her room and going to bed early. I must've jacked off 20 times that week, imagining that I was walking down the hall with my cock in hand, Opening her bedroom door, walking through the darkness to her king size bed, pulling the covers back, Lifting up her nightly and planting my greased up cock. She pointed the head at her lust swollen pussy and slowly sat, feeding me into her. I could see and feel her cunt stretching open, accepting my girth an inch at a time. I glanced up at her face, seeing the ecstatic look as she fed more and more of me into her. "So big! So fucking big!" She leaned over, her breasts jiggling an inch or so from my face. "Be gentle, Grey!" Of course!" I replied, using every bit of self-control to keep from ramming myself deep inside her. I leaned up, capturing her.