They told me I could no longer live with them. Or especially with you. I guess they didn't want me to be a bad influence on you. But what they didn...t understand was how good of an influence you had been on me. Here was this little girl, so innocent and trusting, so believing in honesty and truthfulness, that she was willing to do the right thing no matter what it cost her. I couldn't believe anyone could be so honest, and yet, there you were, right in front of me."It's no exaggeration to. Running out the door, realizing quickly, she turned and ran back inside before before the door had closed. The exit from the building was around the corner past the front desk out of site from the studio. The lock on the front door was on a timer set to open between classes and otherwise lock. Jeff had listened for the sound of this lock after hearing the door open and close. Amanda had stopped to check her phone after grabbing it, she didn't pay much attention to the lock sound, because you. There were jumpers there; the thick woollen ones which had hidden Justine’s body from view but had somehow served to emphasize her curves. I’d loved Justine’s curves… just to have touched them, if but once. Well, I could touch them now, in a way. I ran my left hand over the prickly softness of the wool, feeling an acceleration of my pulse as my hand moved over where Justine’s breast would have been. My cock throbbed its delighted, if dumb response. It wasn’t real, but it felt real. I was. I cried out again, grunting and groaning, as the walls of my twat squeezed, rippled, massaged, clutched along the full length of his shaft as I surfed wave after wave of my orgasm. Never before had I cum so hard.I fell forward onto the mattress as I abruptly lost all control of my body. My pussy pulled him down on top of me and slowly relaxed enough for him to continue thrusting. I could barely breathe, much less respond to his renewed assault.A few minutes later, I felt him bury his cock balls.