After several minutes of it he pulled out of my mouth stroking his cock in my face. I stuck my tongue out and awaited my reward. “We’re not done y...t slut,” he said as he slapped my face with his cock. “Now get on all fours bitch!” Gladly I got on all fours and stuck my ass in the air. He got on his knees and with force slapped my ass hard. “You know what’s coming don’t you, you cum hungry whore,” he yelled and slapped me again and again with such force that it was sure to leave an imprint for. Everyone would be noticing my back and not much else. Or that was the idea, anyway. I might still get some looks at the way my shorts kept climbing into my crack and giving me a camel-toe."Oh, well," I thought, "maybe I can distract people from making comparisons of our boobs by getting them to look at something else. 'Our boobs'? Will you listen to me? This is going to make me crazy! Some day that may be my dissertation — Incidence of Split-Personality in Superheroines. Gaaaa!"After I spent. The break that the elementary teachers got wasn't as good as the ones the teachers got over in the high school; there, they got a full hour of break time each day -- well, a fifty-minute hour, and that was close enough, and they got lunch hour, too. The elementary teachers only got the thirty minute lunch hour, and sometimes it wasn't enough to recover and get ready to put up with the kids for the last couple of hours a day.Most days, Mrs. Clark was just happy enough to sit in the break room,. We were not close in any sense of the word except for the fact that we had done some complicated work for some weird people over the years. He had saved my life more than once and we had shared some girls together including the oversexed Crystal.I hoped the diamond was still in the drain trap at the bar but I knew there were more where that one came from. I wondered if Crystal had survived the year of working as a bar girl and having to put out all three ways to make her way in the world. She.