Mr. Martin greeted us as we entered the classroom. "Unlike some of the other teachers I do not believe in focusing on a particular student just becaus... he or she is in The Program. I do know that the two of you are considered to be above average students so I want for you to be prepared to participate in class on that basis, and not on the basis of just being in The Program.He kept his promise. After asking us both if we needed relief, he went on his lecture. He would occasionally ask the class. He reached under and grabbed a handful and pulled them down her thighs. She was now lying with her shorts halfway down her thighs and her naked cunt in full view.Kneeling on the floor between her knees he pulled them to the floor and lifted one leg at a time to remove them fully tossing them aside in a heap. He put a hand on each side of her legs, resting on the bed lifting his bum he was just about to stand when he knelt down again.Raising himself upright but still kneeling he rubbed his cock. ”Her hips are in rhythm, as we kiss softly. “Fuck me nice and slow,” she whispers.My long, slow strokes continue as our kiss becomes increasingly passionate.She raises her legs, interlocking her ankles behind my back. Her hands grasp the back of my head. “God, you are driving me crazy.”Our tongues slowly interweave, as our rhythm remains the same. As I push inside, her hips thrust upward. Her breathing increases and with a quiver in her voice, she whispers, “Fuck me fast and hard, I’m really. All of a sudden it got a lot busier behind the counter, someone started sweeping, another kid was out from behind the counter, wiping down tables and the manager was straightening a bunch of cups and napkins that didn't need straightening. Whatever he continued to do behind the counter he was always in a position to watch us.When we got back in the car, dad said, "See, floor should be sweep with or with out me, same with tables and all the other busy work. Now that happens everywhere, that one.