Aren't the first two sufficient?"The Headmaster's eyes widened. "I haven't educated and trained juveniles this long without discovering that old fa...hioned discipline works as many wonders as modern physchology and medicine!" Very good, I see," replied the guest. "Well, that takes care of the subject's physical, emotional and mental well-being. What about the legal implications of all this?" The Headmaster handed him a sheaf of papers in a manila folder, which his guest slowly paged. But why are you telling me all this stuff? I cringed again, sure I was about to get in trouble, somehow. Well, when she called the police yesterday morning, they took her right to the hospital. While the doctors were examining her, she kept asking for me. You wouldnt know it, but Ive had a couple of very nice chats with that girl. She acts tough, but she very sweet, although god knows why considering what her father was doing to her. Anyway, the social worker assigned to her called, and I met. "So wet," she hissed.She could tell from Bill's breathing - and general inability to talk -that he was at the limits of his control.She leaned forward across the table. "I want you to go to the men'sroom and jerk yourself off, thinking about my... dripping... wet...panties..." Brenda's right hand disappeared beneath the table, and amoment later reappeared. She reached across the table and rubbed herright index finger against his lips. The smell and taste were obvious. "Dripping... wet.... Swapping from tonguing me, something that he had never done before, and started fingering my ring, first with one finger, and then two, and finally three. On reaching three, the speed picked up as he worked on my asshole, widening it before he was going to fuck it. I then felt Ade pull away, do a little shuffling, then he was crouched behind me, before using his hands on my butt cheeks to balance himself and his weight above me. His stiff shaft slipped up the cleft of my buttocks and then into.