Sammy then sat down beside me and we both waited until our teacher came in. He had a strange look in his eyes that both me and Sammy noticed and were ...ot sure on. He told us to get up and follow him to 2 class rooms and the far end of the school that did not get used much and he took me into one and Sammy into another and told us to sit at a desk and to wright a letter telling him why we were wearing each other clothes, so we did this and he kept going from room to room checking on us and then. She steadied herself against the door frame. Her pussy leaked so much that I nearly found a pool of her juices in my hand. She smacked her palms against the frame and bore down on me. Her thighs clenched against my face and I backed up. My fingers brushed against her hair as I pulled out.After a moment, she grabbed my sopping hand and pressed it to my face. I lapped up every last drop.Claire spread her legs wide and hunkered down. "May as well clean up the rest, Mike. I can't put my panties on. After she had him cleaned up he pushed her on her back on the bed. He began kissing her running his tongue in and out of her mouth. He kissed and sucked her tongue making her pussy wet. Then he went to her hard nipples and sucked them. As he sucked the nipples he fingered her cunt making her cum. He chewed and bit her nipples as he pushed three fingers into her cunt and finger fucked her. He said to her "You like to fuck don't you? I have a special place I am going to fuck you tonight." He. He shook his fist and chastised himself, knowing that he screwed up by letting her see him squeezing himself like that.Or did he? I wasn’t so sure. She was clearly feeding into this—going along with it. Instigating her father to have even dirtier thoughts about her than he did before. I seriously doubted that seeing him pleasing himself that way would do anything but encourage her more. What would her next move be? What about his? I couldn’t wait to find out.Emily came back into the room a few.