” I glanced down the table at the girls still talking about their costumes for The Ball.“Oh, right.” I’ll say one thing for Imogen, she picked...up on what I was thinking pretty quickly. I probably wasn’t exactly subtle about it, mind you.We packed up and bid the others goodbye. As usual we would be eating in the canteen at The Union, but most of the others went back to their flats for lunch.As soon as we left the library, Imogen said, “Sorry.”“What for?”“Starting them off one The Ball and their. When they pass, everyone lets out the breath they were holding"What now?" Diana leans in to ask."We wait some more." We should leave." Catherine says."I think- we -should- wait." I counter back. I can see that she wants to fight but she also seem to be struggling the the fact that I have been right and very careful with my charges."Please, Catherine, this is not about you or me. This is about keeping us safe." I place my hand on her arm as I urge her to remember she is a Protector.She is about. The more I looked, the more intrigued I became. I had to know what stood beneath that towel. I just had to. My arousal continued to grow and the fantasy forming within me swelled with such swiftness that I barely even noticed it take hold of me. The transition from reality to fantasy was barely perceptible and I remained unaware of it until the young woman spoke. Do you mind if I remove my towel? she asked, her voice a mere whisper. That question was enough to inform me that the unfolding. She tapped again. And then again. She started to encircle my tip with her tip. Until she slowly moved down into a point when her mouth touched it. She slowly enveloped my dick, going up the bone, very slowly passing the head, and then her mouth was full. She quickly pulled her head back, and just as quickly shoved her face back into it. She did so again, quickening. My teacher was face fucking me. And it felt fucking amazing. Miss Fay soon pushed her boundaries and began deep throating, moving.