Whatever." I pointed over towards the janitor's storage room. As I closed the door behind us, he finally found the courage to speak up to me."Listen, ...**. You got my little girl pregnant!" For some reason, the look of sadness and despair in his eyes made me so happy."I bet I did, old man. I've dumped my cum into dozens of bitches at this school so far." I squeezed my hand tight and threw it towards his face. Even though he was much bigger and taller than me, somehow my strength just overpowered. ." he was pausing every few words, searching for the right script; I wanted to applaud him, he was doing brilliantly. A lesser man would have simply stepped up to the plate and started fucking. " ... that feelings ... seemingly opposed feelings ... would overcome you." I ... I suppose," I sobbed."For example," he continued. "Here you are, still utterly helpless and frightened, and yet..." his hand cupped my searing pussy, " ... and yet, when I do this, you probably still find it arousing. Andrea gripped under her stool with both hands and looked straight ahead. Kia sighed.“C’mon cutie,” Connie volunteered Renée and lifted up her arm. The blonde left her stool with a light sigh before she sat across the lap of the black cheerleader. Kia, frustratedly, walked away from the seat next to mine to sit across the table from me.“Zoë is in another box, like this one. She wants to get out,” I worried. What was going on right now? Was she OK? It was strange worrying about her. She was. ...truth” I had to try and test the watersMe: “Do you ever think of me when you diddle?”Cindy looked at me with a surprised look and let out a small giggle. “Diddle? Is that a code word for poking pins into a voodoo doll?”I laughed and shook my head. “Always the smart-ass. No, not exactly... to be honest, I have been diddling a lot thinking about you”This left her at a loss of words. She looked at me with a nervous smile. I continued, “Are you still a virgin?” Cindy: “Hey, you’re.