Her panties had parted company with her ass, before Martin realised she was whipping them free. Clementine perched on the desk, disentangling the scra... of lace and flinging it away. “Come here, darling,” she ordered Alexa. Even naked she retained her authority. “You’re going to make things right with your Principal.” Alexa looked to her husband, face hot with desire. Traces of jealousy were erased by pure lust, and he nodded. Alexa paced towards Clementine in slutty subservience; she was. Bags under my eyes, paler skin, signs of over-exhaustion, and a face that basically said ‘get the hell out of here’ as opposed to one that was borderline happy-go-lucky and welcoming. “You haven’t been the same. Not since a couple of weeks ago.”“Yeah. The past couple of weeks have been complete hell.”“I can tell.”“I’ll get back to normal once we get home. Speaking of which, let’s get back before they get even more pissed.”“Why would you say that?”“Well, your dad, well, I’d rather not say the. If the comment hit home, Miss van Cleef showed no sign. She had to know that boys called her "the Yardstick" for the device she seemed to never be without. Mostly, she used it to gesture, but it had come down on enough knuckles and shoulders that no one dared to be inattentive in her class.He wondered if she knew that some boys also called her "the Sausage" for the way she wore her long, blond hair in a bun so tight that it seemed to pull at the skin of her face."I call you an insolent,. Check it out, they're both getting hard!" squealed a prettyblonde who had noticed their growing erections right away."That's it... fuck his face," encouraged Lisa who had just arrived alongwith Roxy, as she saw her little brother in the most compromizingposition of his life."Look at them go," mocked Roxy as she got closer. "Is he doing a good job princess?" asked Lisa teasingly as she looked himin the eyes, just as he was reaching the point of no return."Geez... it's been two minutes and it.