It was a few minutes after official start up time and the two teachers at the desk were still talking to each other muted from the students. She hoped...her break times and lunch time would be the same as her previous class or she would barely see her friends.She felt lonely."Good morning class!" the male teacher said. He waited for the smattering of responses. "I am Mr. Forcee and this is Ms. Solomon."The woman was using a computer. She lifted a hand quickly and resumed inputting. No one could. " She pulls on the collar and I follow obediently.Once we get to the kitchen she sits down to her breakfast "get under the table and eat me out slave" she says "of course mistress" I reply, slinking under the table and begin to slowly lick at her clit, sliding a finger into her pussy making her moan as she eats, "good princess, once you make me cum you may eat." Her breath comes short and sharp as I attack her clit with my tongue, my fingers going deeper into her pussy and my other hand. I knew from her reaction and actions she was going to see what she could do to bring this goddess into our bed.The girls got settled into their stools when Sam turned to me, making a proper introduction. “Lilly – this is my husband Pierce; Pierce, meet Lilly.” As she winked at me, her face turned towards me, with the most lecherous, conspiratorial grin I’ve ever seen on her face.I took Lilly’s smooth hand in mine and replied “What a lovely name – goes perfectly with a beautiful woman…” As I. Well Bill built his fences the same way, destined to be the best in the state.’ The old man stopped talking for a bit, letting his guitar build the fences around the listeners, each melody, each chord, each note drawing them in, closer to the fire, closer to the warmth. Looking closely at his wrinkled face, red with a leather tough skin, the people could see where his tears had streamed down his face as he told the story. He took a deep breath and then continued his story. ‘Now Bill spent the.