I told her it was nothing, and proceeded to help her. It was then that I gave her the once over. She was only wearing a little pair of shorts, and a t...nk top, obviously no bra, and nipples! Well ... they looked HEAVENLY!!As I was helping her clean up the clothes that went flying, I noticed the bra I picked up had a flap in the front. I picked it up wondering if she was in fact lactating or maybe just an old bra. My question was answered when I went to put it in the basket when a nursing pad. I felt his fingers widen, stretching me open."Oh yes, very good." he praised. Suddenly he stopped, looked at me and said, "Shall we continue the exam?" Yes, please. Please don't stop. Continue." I begged, wanting his attentions to proceed."Fine. Let's see how your friend will feel inside you, shall we?" He asked as he unzipped his pants. His thick cock sprung out proudly."Take your feet from the stirrups and turn over." I did as directed, bending over and laying my upper body on the table, my. She watched and I worked in silence for several minutes, and I thought everything was back to normal. But then she said, somewhat indignantly, “What difference would it make if I was flirting with you?” I stopped working and looked at her. “None, I guess. It is just kind of a mean thing for you to do to your poor teacher. I might have to punish you.” She smiled and giggled. “How could you punish me? Send me home from China?” “I guess that wouldn’t work,” I said, returning to my. “Oh, thank goodness!” he said.“Well, anyway, we were talking about you. You need to find yourself someone. I don’t like you being so lonely,” I told him.“I’m okay, honey,” he said. But I didn’t believe him. And I was determined to do something to help him.I let the conversation go for now as we were just about home.It was a couple of days before I had a chance to further my ambitions in finding Daddy a girlfriend. I had a “woman’s intuition” that Miss Parkinson would be an ideal partner for my.