Granny Brown's room was the last room on her hall and by the time we reached it, we had hugged several necks and made assurances to those who needed t...em. Both of us were in tears, and we stopped outside the door to dry our eyes before going in. Granny was sitting in a chair at the window that looked over one of the flower gardens planted around the privately owned facility that felt more like a home than most places I'd visited.Brad had asked me to speak first and when I did, she turned around. ”“I’d rather not if you don’t mind, I can’t afford another day off this month.” I said desperately, “And I need a few hours out of the house, please, I have to do this.” I added.“Well, you can help Sharri today in the kitchen, if it gets too much just let her know and go home. Please Karen will you try to sort this out. We’re all worried abut you.”“I know, thank you Kelly. He promised he will try to get some help today.”“He promised you that last month as well didn’t he?” Kelly asked. “Go on. Stacy gasped and hurried down the hall. Something had to be done.She made her way to the principal's office. She hoped to find some sanity there. Nobody in the school liked to talk to the principal, also known as the Prune, or her annoying assistant, Stuck Up Stevie.But Stacy had no choice."Hello?" She called out. The only answer she got were twin giggles coming from the floor behind the desk. Principal Janet Carlsson and Emily Stevens rolled around in a rather sloppy sixty-nine.The pink cloud. LAMAR. I WANT TO FEEL YOU SQUIRT THAT JUICY LOAD RIGHT IN MY BUTT!!!” I yelled encouraging him to pound me harder. He took the cue and starting ripping through my asshole with his massive prick. I felt cum sliding out of my pussy down to my sweet little assistants, lubricating Gene’s hand as he pounded her pussy with his free hand. “OHHHHHHHHH GOD, MR. LAMAR YOU’RE GOING TO MAKE ME CUM ALL OVER YOUR HAND.”“FUCK, GET THAT SHIT sir……GIVE IT TO US!!” I yelled back letting the informality slip.“You.