Jenna stared at the two, and her face widened in shock.“Courtney, what the hell?” she yelled.“Jenna!” Mr. Hardown screamed.He pulled out of Co...rtney and ducked under his desk. Crap. He was busted. His reputation would be ruined. The school board would fire him immediately and ensure that he never worked again.“Courtney? You're fucking the dean?” Jenna yelled.“Look, Jenna, I can explain,” Courtney said. “Mr. Hardown was just giving me a test and...”“I cannot fucking believe this!” she groaned.. Her body lightly quaked as my thumb ran over it. I started by gently circling the sore tissue around the knot. Her body responded readily enough, arm and shoulder going slightly limp in turn. As I varied the pressure, remaining relatively gentle, a soft sound of relaxation and pleasure issued forth from her lips (those succulent, tempting lips…). The muscles loosened slowly, but only by the slightest of amounts. Clearly, more pressure would be required. To warn her or not… No, she’d tense up. And and and “Ugh, and and and ” I thought. and and and “Does she not clean her gaand? and and and ”But I was too entranced. I could not take my eyes off her. She brought her fingers to her face again, but this time she put the fingers into her mouth and sucked, moaning as she did. and and and “FUCK. and and and ” I though, wanking faster.She did this a few times, pulling shit out of her ass and sucking it clean. Then she sat up in a squat position and did a shit on the floor. Then she turned. .." No, Meemi," Arlene interrupted, "I'm talking about my husband. Oh, it gives me a charge sometimes when I think about him being my daddy as he's screwing my brains out, but when we're making love, I just know I love him, and he loves me. I still call him Daddy most of the time, and I guess it's sort of a turn-on to do it, but he's my husband. You need to forget about convention and just love him. He's a Prime. You can't fight it, anyway," she said with an assurance that brooked no.