Feeling the orgasmic pleasure as she continue to wriggle her two fingers inside her pink fleshy clit, feeling it get more wet by the second. When she ...topped, she opened the stall door and looked at herself in the mirror, her skirt was still down at her feet and her thin stripped panties binding round her knees as she stared at her wet dripping cunt. God Nika not here, she thought, not at work, what if someone walks in next time. Breathing heavily she walked out and sat back at her office. "It's time for inspection, private," I bellowed firmly. "Are you ready to be judged?" Yes, Sir!" She called back in a firm, feminine voice."Open that blouse, private!" I ordered."Yes, Sir!" She immediately replied. Her hands quickly fumbled with the buttons of her uniform, slipping them loose from their cloth holes. Within seconds, her camouflage shirt was opened all the way down to her navel, but still tucked-in at the waist. She thrust her chest out even more firmly, revealing that she wasn't. It didn't take long to get my teaching certificate, I was already qualified thanks to a bachelors degree in American History. When I myself was in Highschool I was by no means popular. I had braces and acne and weighed 250 pounds. After I graduated I decided to get healthy, by dieting and hitting the gym regularly I lost a hundred pounds of body fat and gained 25 pounds of muscle. I wasn't 80's Schwarzenegger, but I wasn't a wimp either. My first day I was so very nervous. The whole way there. Her daughter was a lusty sixteen-year-old with a serious appetite for cock."So do us all a favor, and kill him," she said, looking very serious."But he's on our side, a Continental quartermaster." A thief, that's' what he is," she said, scooting down to suck my limp prod. The luscious daughter entered, having finished her chores. "When's my turn?" she asked as she set down her basket of eggs."After breakfast," I said. "Scramble 'em up." I rolled her mother to her back and had at her. She.