Don’t like it, but I understand.”Sally placed a platter – I’d say plate, but this one was large enough to justify a more pretentious title –...piled high with my favourite cooked breakfast in front of me.“Thank you, my love.”She smiled and fetched another carafe of coffee to the table. “Has everyone got what they need for now?” Looking around, everyone was nodding. “Good. I need to see to Yelka and Lena.”I missed having her leaning against my leg as I ate, and supposed I’d have to get used to a. Looking around to check no one was close she peered through a gap in the blind and could see him leaning back in his big black leather computer chair with his cock running through his hand. She could see he was incredibly hard with the veins pulsing in his hand. Just with the sight of this she felt some wetness in her cunt, she already felt quite sexy wearing her typical pencil skirt, loose white blouse and stockings with the seam running up to just under her ass and the garter around her waist. Wasn't this what he always wanted? He grunted, content to let her have her own way. He was ecstatic!Charlotte crammed the head of George's prick between the loose puffy lips of her cunt, swallowing the bulbous head. She released his cock and remained poised, ready to pounce any second. She was reeling in happiness. She rocked back and forth, the room spinning, her passion bubbling in her veins."You ready?"George nodded that he was ready.Charlotte plunged down at once, impaling herself on his. "Mr. Riswell", she said, "May I move to another seat?" "Why would you need to move to another seat?" he asked. Tina replied, "So I don't have to look at these putrid scars all week." Mr. Riswell got very red in the face. "Tina, I think you could show a little more compassion toward your fellow students; No, you may not change seats, and you WILL refrain from making any further comments like that. Are we clear?" he asked. "Yes, sir", she replied.Suddenly, Tina took her ruler, and dragged it hard.